Today my six year old (I'm guessing) black mid-heel slides died. Unfortunately, I have no other shoes with me and am forced to kill my feet in this dead shoes. The still look lovely. They are black woven leather, with a band across the toes and another just at the top of the instep. They have a molded rubber sole and are from Aerosole. And the best, but saddest part, I got them on a super, super sale. I think it was Bloomingdale's and I know I spent around $20 for them.
They lived a good life but now the left arch has oddly collapsed. After six years under my ### lbs. of goodness, you'd collapse too. Nevertheless I am sad. I have tried to replace them before, and have found nothing as comfortable, as stylish and as inexpensive. So I will sit Shiva for my shoes. And then I will bemoan the fact that I approach summer without the perfect mid-heel black slide. I sigh. You shoe lovers out there, please take a moment of silence to honor these fallen heroes.
I will wear my black bra today in memory of The Aerosoles. You have my deepest sympathies....
You are so funny! (I'm trying to distract you from your grief). I'm so glad you stopped by and said hello so I could add another funny chick to my list to read :)
Posted by: Holly | May 19, 2005 at 03:51 AM