Jun
22
2005
more new shooz
Note to self: Look yourself over in the mirror before you leave the house.
And pay attention to your shoes. Make sure they, I don’t know … match.
Walking out of Starbucks this morning, I looked down and noticed that my black sandals didn’t match.
Left foot: Wide, built-for comfort sandal that I’d bought this weekend.
Right foot: Slim, dressier sandal that the sandals I’d bought this weekend were supposed to replace.
Both were sitting next to the door this morning, and I must have just slipped on the first sandals my feet found.
At this point, I had three options:
- Embrace the shame. Go to work with the mismatched sandals and hope no one would notice.
- Scurry home and accept the shame of being late to work (again) while wearing shoes that match.
- Buy new shoes.
Having selected (b), I had gotten in my car and had started backing up when I realized that I was right by a CVS, and (c) might actually be a viable option.
So I reparked the car and dashed into the drug store, seeking out their seasonal aisle, currently stocked with beach gear. Finding a marginally work appropriate pair of flip-flops was going to be a challenge. As I picked through the bins of shoes, I realized that finding a pair in my size would be even more of a challenge.
Straw thongs with blue striped trim? Right size, but doesn’t match my green top. I turned up my nose at the $10 pricetag on a pair of slides with a cheap white vinyl strap and a foam base that was painted to look like wood.
I finally dug up a pair of brown plastic slides that didn’t offend me (or my wallet). Fairly innocuous, and hopefully not at all attention-grabbing. They even vaguely look like sandals … from a distance at least. It’s worth the price, though, for the temporary peace of mind. Increasingly self-conscious about the mismatched shoes I was wearing, I headed up to the counter with the plastic shoes, hoping no one would notice my feet.