I decided to wear my slippers to the Mall on Saturday. I pre-decided this, but still can't help smiling at the fact that this happened the day after my Greek experience (previous post).
I must add that I love my slippers, as soon as I'm in my house, shoes off, slippers on!
So I ventured out with my slippers on to face a day of shopping with my sister, Claire. Even though not really socially acceptable, I decided not to care. Break the box, break the mould. Does it really matter in the grander scheme of things what I wear on my feet a particular day? I don't even think most people noticed.
I'll walk in my shoes (even if they're slippers) because they're pretty big shoes to fill. But they're my shoes, I was made to fill them.
No comments:
Post a Comment