a few days ago me and one of my o.g. besties went sneaker shopping. i had recently become aware that she was rocking k-swiss as her go-to, and that was just not okay with me. so in the lively, tuesday afternoon shoe salon, we had randy (our appointed shoe guy) pull us five, white sneaker options that included jack purcells, puma remasters, stan smith’s (red backs & green backs), a surprisingly cool offering from cole haan and supergas. we discussed each option in depth, and both of us left with a pair of new kicks.
anyway…while waiting for sizes, i toured the salon floor and realized (to my dismay) that backless loafers (aka slides, slippers, loafer-mule hybrids) are not going away. sigh. when these beauties first stepped on the scene (late 2015), I foolishly dismissed them as a runway/street style star trend that would surely come and go. i mean seriously. don't they remind you of your grandmother’s house shoes?
and even though i have to admit that the gucci princetown slipper was (and is) certainly noteworthy, it's hard to support the overall style of the shoe itself: flat, heel out, high-frump potential.
but i’m trying to get it. i’m trying to understand, and i’ve spent some minutes imagining how i could make the style fun for me. i love the experience of observing a trend, accessing its merits and deciding whether or not to indulge. for me, that’s what fashion for grown girls is all about. and really, isn’t that what life is all about? i’m of the age where i can be open and interested in considering all things, and confident enough to say, “no thanks. that’s not my jam.”