Summer is a manifesto on how to take your time with
no deeds to do, no promises to keep, musings and daydreams, and Proustian
reveries that, if we are lucky, could take all afternoon.
Flip flops are the quintessential sign that summer
has come at last. They evoke the careless freedom that brings back childhood
summers of cherry raspas (shaved ice), the sharp chlorine scent of
city pools, and the mystery of fire flies on dark lawns. Sugar Pie,
Honey Bunch on the AM radio because we can't help ourselves.
Don't try and make them something they are not or
you will spoil the whole thing: I rarely wear them anywhere but home, the pool
or beach, an impromptu visit with a neighbor, a quick cycle to the grocery with
shorts or a summer skirt. I buy them in bright colors and keep them in a
basket by the door and clean them with alcohol once a week.
And please note: I am talking only of the
lowly flip flop not the - horror of horrors! - tarted up versions with
rhinestones, baubles, ribbons, and other "whimsies." I cannot fathom
such an ugly impulse.
My other all-time favorite summer shoes?
Saltwaters. I bought these leather sandals for
my children when they were young, and they wore them as adults when they became
the darling of the hipster set. I love them because they are cute and
indestructible. I can wear them to the beach or muddy them in the community
garden, clean them up with the garden hose and wear them with a summer dress to
an outdoor movie. Really, they are very cute.
Tuto on Etsy I
cannot buy enough of these handmade sandals in different styles and colors.
They are dressy and sexy.
And what I lusting for right this minute is the
Ankle Wrap Italian Sandal from Everlane. Handsome, yes?
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