Summer only hit LA three days ago. No, really. It rained last Saturday. In mid-July. Then Tuesday rolled around, and suddenly it was 90° and I realized I didn’t own any shorts.
I’m still on a quest to find shorts – I’ve owned all of four pairs since I was 16 – but in the meantime, I’ve been entertaining myself by looking at summery footwear.
So, today’s theme is …
Chairman Kaga especially enjoys the trapeze classes.
I really like these and I don’t know why. In my head, someone else is wearing them - someone who is distinctly more artsy, more grounded, more scarf-tied-around-her-headish. Or I imagine these shoes on the girls I see walking Robertson, who somehow manage to be effortless and stylish – girls who can wear cutoff jean bermuda shorts and not look butch.
These aren’t shoes I’d normally gravitate toward, but I really like them, I guess because I associate them with so much that’s the opposite of who I am. It makes them exotic, despite being totally unexotic.
Oh, and they received really good reviews on Endless.com.
Simple and dressy. The last few nights have been warm; if I bothered to dress up, I’d wear these with a lightweight dress and would feel very pretty and girly – right up until that first time I trip, which inevitably happens when I make the mistake of thinking I’m graceful. Seriously, I don’t know why my feet want to take me down a peg, but apparently they have real issues with my putting on airs.
I’ve been trying to find a way to write about these for a while. I don’t know or care if they tone your legs or strengthen your thighs or bake you a gourmet cake in the dream kitchen they built for you with their own hands. Those aren’t the reason why you should own these. You should own these because they are remarkably comfortable.
They don’t come in half sizes, which can take some adjusting to. But once you’re used to it, these are the most comfortable flip flops ever. And all because of one simple thing:
They have arch support.
Yes. Arch support. For your arches. Like real shoes. Which, if you have weird high arches like mine, is magical. These are now my go-to shoes for when I’m too lazy to put on Converse. Yes, it’s possible to be that lazy.
They’re not particularly attractive shoes, but they’re comfortable and I can walk in them. My dog now knows that, if I put on those flip flops, he is going outside. Or I am just checking the mail and am a cruel tease. One of the two. But the point is, these are now my go-to “I have to run outside for a few minutes” or “I don’t feel like tying laces” shoes.
And so ends another week. I’ll be back on Monday, provided I survive shopping for shorts.