Well, I got some new shoes in Prague. One pair are blue suede driving shoes. I like them, because I didn't have anything quite like that before. They're quite blue, so I didn't figure they would be every day kind of shoes, but they were inexpensive enough that I'm quite okay with that.
Spring has been resiting here, and so I've taken a bit of a new tack: I am dressing for it, in a (so far futile) attempt to force its hand. Today, that translates into a light striped shirt and the aforementioned blue shoes.
[EDIT] And pants. I'm also wearing pants. [/EDIT]
Now, I think it's interesting how you (and by "you", of course, I mean "I") get used to the shoes you usually wear. I have a pair of skate shoes (Vans) that, on occasion I pull out. They are the closest thing I have to white runners, with the exception of my actual running shoes, which only make an appearance when I'm running. They're not Seinfeld-white exactly - more like grey - but lighter and a bit more bulky than most of my shoes. I was wearing them when we were in Prague, actually (figured they would be quite weather-resistant), and I kept getting the feeling that I had these two foreign objects swinging around underneath me.
I'd be walking along and all of a sudden kind of catch myself:
"What the...? Oh yeah... those are my shoes."
Pause to collect thoughts.
"Okay."
Keep walking.
Now maybe this doesn't happen to you. Or maybe you're just not entirely comfortable admitting it on the interweb. Either way, I find that when I'm wearing unfamiliar shoes, they have a way of distracting me.
So today, as I've been walking in my BSS, I have noticed something I should have perhaps come up with before I purchased them.
They make me feel like I'm wearing slippers.
I'm pretty sure it's the color. The shape is not that different from many of my other shoes, and they are regular, old-fashioned lace-ups, so there is no hush-puppy/slip-on kind of ambiguity going on there. They're just a rather vibrant blue.
One not usually found in footwear. Or, at least, adult footwear.
Oh well.
Spring... where are you?
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I've experienced that to some degree. What kicks the whole strange sensory experience up a notch is when they also make noise. I have a pair of shoes I rarely wear because of the noise.
Noise? I'm intrigued now. By the way, has anyone seen a shop in Geneva where they sell addidas or puma blue suede sneakers? I'm desperate to have some again!! And Darryl, you must wear them on Tuesday. Maybe the question could gravitate around that =)
I got kissed once in a conference room with the name "Blue Suede Shoes" on the door.
Weird, the stuff one remembers for 14 years.
Or maybe we all just have the secret wish to be Elvis.
Sydney, I have some like that... they squeak on hard floors; I have no problem with attention-getting footwear, but not like that.
Caro, how about the place (Pump?) that is close to Parc des Bastions? If you follow the tram tracks from Bel Air, it's on your right, and they should have them there.
Anonymous, so far my shoes have not led to any kisses. That's probably good since I wore them to work.
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