Biking in high heels

I usually look disgusting on my bike. Ratty jeans, dirty shoes and me sweating like a pig as i overtake yet another fucking bus.

But im inspired by this manifesto by a Danish cycling style blog. There is a chance that i'll grow up to be a chic cyclist. Till then im still wondering if i should get that 40 quid gold lame jacket to cycle in. Big fat golden girl with red heels on a black and orange mountain bike. I'm loving the image already.

The Copenhagen Cycle Chic Manifesto.

I choose to cycle chic and, at every opportunity, I will choose Style over Speed.

I embrace my responsibility to contribute visually to a more aesthetically pleasing urban landscape.

I am aware that my mere prescence in said urban landscape will inspire others without me being labelled as a 'bicycle activist'.

I will ride with grace, elegance and dignity.

I will choose a bicycle that reflects my personality and style.

I will, however, regard my bicycle as transport and as a mere supplement to my own personal style. Allowing my bike to upstage me is unacceptable.

I will endeavour to ensure that the total value of my clothes always exceeds that of my bicycle.

I will accessorize in accordance with the standards of a bicycle culture and acquire, where possible, a chain guard, kickstand, skirt guard, fenders, bell and basket.

I will respect the traffic laws.

I will refrain from wearing and owning any form of 'cycle wear'. The only exception being a bicycle helmet - if I choose to exercise my freedom of personal choice and wear one.

Alternatively, a golden satin jacket...?