Pair no. 14
I have been enjoying my travels. In New Orleans, on a Sunday morning, these shoes were out to a Birthday party, proving that there are no rules on Sunday attire anymore.
Shoes no. 11: Okay, this was a great guy who let me take a photo of his, well, crazy summer look. Now, I get that feet don’t always look good, but that’s why God created those sandals that don’t show your feet. If you want to look like a Geisha and wear tabe, then buy the real things — they’re out there. While you’re at it, buy a sword and a cotton kimono to go with them. There’s a “look” — one of my favorites as a matter of fact. But in a cool hip park? Really? Must you?
Pair no. 10: Now, you can’t believe this, but this guy wearing the toes shoes was with a beautiful girlfriend. A beautiful and somewhat embarrassed girlfriend. I found them in a hip park in Philly, opposite The Parc restaurant, sitting together on a bench. Now, the geeky side of me thought these were pretty cool shoes, but after seeing the aggravation that this poor girl was feeling, I have changed my perspective. No matter how comfortable and techie-gearish or naturo-earthman, a guy shouldn’t embarrass his girl by what he is wearing. Even if geeky me says that these shoes are “blog-worthy” –which, you know, they are. Geeky. Blog-worthy. Earthman street. Kind of goes along with driving a “contraption” — you know, like a Segue.
Pair no. 9: This woman thought that I only asked her The Question because of her tatoos. At the time I was almost insulted — I mean, I was truly interested in her shoes. But now that I look at the picture — she’s right. Her ink is crazy wonderful in a way that not many women can pull off. I told her that her tatoos “were amazing” in that way that sounds like I am gushing. But honestly, they were fantastic on her! She started to tell me her story. “I was 19.” Her eyes said, “if I’d only known then what I know now” — I told her that I was “too chicken to get inked.” I would always be too chicken and that “I love to see other people’s tatoos. I get to live vicariously for a moment while I am looking at their body art.” She looked into my eyes in that deep and discerning way and I looked back. I feel like we “got” each other and that we understood that a yin-yang, two opposite sides of the coin thing is good.
I am loving this project, meeting new people, and realizing that people are amazing.
Pair no. 8: On the streets of Philly, I continue with my quest — take photos of cute shoes, interesting shoes, and real shoes being worn by real people. This photo was taken of a woman who was out on a girls’ night out (I presume, since there were two other women with her). She and her friends were shocked that I would stop her and ask the question. “may I take a picture of your shoes?” In a way that only some women of color have, she went through her emotional display with alacrity: shock, consternation, surprise, flattered, and then acceptance. All in the course of 10 seconds. She is a girly girl and her friends acknowledged that these shoes for this moment were “blog-worthy” — and if you feel pretty, you are blog-worthy.
Pair no. 7: This is the total stranger who forced me to create a blog! She demanded to view these online and I lied to her! I said I was blogging, not facebooking! Ugh!! I had to create this blog just for her! And my Facebook buddies! And me!
Pair no. 4: I saw this pair of sexy chick heels walking outside of this really hip park in Philly, across from the Parc restaurant. Their owner was quite proud of them and obviously flattered that they were “blog” worthy. But you know, anyone willing to walk blocks in the city in these babies deserves the attention. And so, my friendly passer-by, this is to you.