Spiked heels and black nylons (1967)
Title: “Spiked Heels and Black Nylons: A Voyeur’s Delight in 1967”
In the sultry summer of 1967, voyeurism took a tantalizing turn with the release of an unprecedented short film, titled “Spiked Heels and Black Nylons.” The movie was a silent reel of lewd delights, capturing the innocent, seemingly naive women of the era in intimate acts that would make even the most jaded modern viewers gasp.
The film opens with a shot of a shapely leg, sheathed in sheer black nylon. The material clings to the curve of the calf, accentuating the delicate arch of the foot. As the camera pans up, we see a young woman lounging on a chaise, her spiked heels digging into the plush velvet of the seat. She is the epitome of 1960s glamour, with her beehive hairdo, cat-eye glasses, and a tight fuzzy angora sweater that hugs her ample bosom.
The woman’s name is Bambi, a sex kitten with a insatiable appetite for pleasure. She is the film’s star, and rightfully so, for she is a vision of desirability. With a languid stretch, Bambi reaches down to adjust her heels, the spikes glinting menacingly in the soft light. She wiggles her toes, the action sending ripples through the sheer nylon, making it dance invitingly.
Bambi stands up, her legs shaking slightly as she adjusts to the heel height. She takes a few steps, her hips swaying seductively with each step. The camera follows her, lingered on her derriere as it jiggles with each step, the crack emphasized by the tight hem of her sweater dress.
The next scene takes place in a dimly lit boudoir. Bambi reclines on the four-poster bed, one leg dangling off the side. She selected a small bottle from her bedside table and begins to massage her calves with the oil. Her hands slide over her nylon-covered legs, leaving trails of shiny oil in their wake.
Bambi then switches her attention to her toes. With a practiced twist, she removes her heels, revealing red-painted toenails. She wiggles her toes, flexes her feet in a manner that seems almost unconscious. It’s a sensual display, one that seems to invite touch.
The voyeur, who could very well be the audience of this filming, is drawn in by the intimacy of the moment. Bambi’s legs are so close, so inviting. The viewer finds themselves wondering how it would feel to run their hands over those nylon-clad limbs, to feel the texture of the sheer material against their skin.
Suddenly, the scene transitions to an outdoor setting. Bambi is walking down a deserted country lane, her heels clicking against the cobblestones. The sun is low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the scene. Bambi’s legs, accentuated by the high heels, are bathed in the warm light.
As she walks, Bambi finds a fallen branch. She pauses, bends over to retrieve it. The voyeur, positioned behind her, gets a full view of her panty-clad bottom. The nylon stretches taut over her cheeks, the spiked heels digging into the soft earth. Bambi hooks the branch over her arm, stands up straight. The waistband of her panties peeks out from under her sweater dress, a tantalizing glimpse of the bare skin underneath.
Bambi continues her walk, now using the branch as a walking stick. At a certain point, she comes across a stream. She pauses at the edge, lifts one foot, dangles it over the water. The sunshine catches the wet spots on her nylon, making them glisten. Bambi sets her foot down in the stream, slowly lowers herself onto a flat rock. She lets out a soft sigh, the cool water clearly a relief against the heat of the day.
The scene lingers on Bambi’s legs, submerged in the water. The clear stream allows the voyeur a full view of her, from her encounters to her calves, clad in the sheer nylon. The sun glints off her heel, the spike still ferociously sharp, even in this pastoral setting.
Bambi stands up, water dripping off her nylon-clad legs. She takes a few steps, leaving behind a trail of wet footprints. She spreads a towel on a patch of grass, sits down and begins to dry herself off. The scene lingers on Bambi as she runs the towel over her legs, the material of her pantyhose stretching and clinging with each movement.
The film fades out with Bambi standing up, heels back on, her nylon-clad legs looking as pristine as they did at the start of the film. But there’s a difference, an underlying suggestion of the delights she encountered during her walk. The audience is left to imagine the rest, their fantasies no doubt running wild with the possibilities.
“Spiked Heels and Black Nylons” is a masterclass in voyeurism, in leaving the audience to fill in the blanks and make the film their own. It’s a tantalizing glimpse into a period that seems innocent on the surface, but hides a world of secrets and desires underneath. The film is not for the faint of heart, but for those with a penchant for the sensual and the subversive, it’s a visual feast that keeps giving, even long after the final reel has run its course.
