Not two under milliards of people have the same gait. How do they walk: Completely self-assured/ I am the man!/ submissive/ in a jog-trot way/ some with fast little steps as if they should surround the world/ some proudly show their belly/ some have a rolling gait/ some seesaw and their boobs seesaw too/ some walk snapped of – I think it has to do with their shoes? and show their ass – they mince / some slip or nearly creep/ some have a shuffling gait/ some walk like the sergeant inside the garrison….
I think: one doesn’t walk like this or that, because the shoes or the clothes want it. One subconsciously chooses clothes and shoes because one wants to walk like this or that.
And note: the expression of the face almost always matches the way they walk!
But even the ugliest stray-dog runs a hundred times more elegant than we ever manage! Our consciousness is breaking our elegance (read: Heinrich von Kleist, Über das Marionettentheater)