The Art of Walking and the Notion of Shame

OK, so the walk of shame. For those of you that don't know what it is, basically it is someone who stays a single night at a randomer's house from a club for them to walk back, in the same clothes that they went out clubbing in, to their house. Here are my observations:
1. The Art of Walking
When dressed in a tiny skirt or tight back dress in the massiveest heels humanly possible why do people think the only option available to them is to walk through the middle of the high street in broad daylight. Firstly no it is not casual attire and secondly yes people will question and stare and gossip. With dishelleved hair and smudged make up I think people will guess that you aren't just trying to make a fashion statment. Fashion may be quirky, but not that quirky. Secondly, don't walk. GET A TAXI!!! You may only live across the road, but I'll be damned if you don't see someone you know as you totter back to your house. If not that, you're bound to see an old couple who do pass judgment by tutting extremely loudly and pointing. It's the etiquette of the older generation. So even if you have to steal loose change from the randomer's bedroom floor or sell your jewellery, GET A TAXI!!!!! Knowing no one has seen you and that no one can pass judgment and remind you everytime you see them at a lecture is definitely worth pawning all your gold for.
2. The Notion of Shame
No matter who are you, no matter if your dress is the most gorgeous dress ever and no matter if you want to show your new shoes off to everyone because they were from Kurt Geiger and you got them in the sale, DON'T think you can pull off the walk of shame and not be shameful. It's called the walk of shame for a reason and people will stare and point out of their cars as you pass. You will feel the shame creep right through your body and no amount of speed walking is going to help. Get it sorted!! Take a spare change of clothes. Yeh it may seem a bit wierd, and the randomer may think you are some deranged person who thinks they are coming for a sleep over but literally in the morning you'll be thanking me. So thats my observations concerning the walk of shame. Lessons learnt, get a taxi, take a spare change of clothes and if all else fails then run like the wind xxx