Flip Flop Convert
7 years it's taken me. 7 years to finally embrace the California way of life.
No, I'm not talking about developing a taste for avocados. I acquired that a long time ago.
I'm talking about embracing the Flip Flop as regular footwear.
See, for the longest time I assumed, like most people who live outside of this fair state, that flip-flops were shower shoes, or beach shoes, or maybe, in case of rain, go-get-the-paper shoes. You got a basic pair in whatever color you wanted, because who cared if the flip-flops matched your grubby beach shorts or your tattered bathrobe.
I fought it for 7 years. In fact, there was a time when I reprimanded students for wearing flip-flops to Sunday School. Open-toed! Safety hazard! Dirty feet! Unbelievably annoying flipping and flopping.
None of the kids took me seriously. Neither did their moms. Or any of the other people surrounding me. It's OK though, I felt smugly superior in my snug more traditional shoes. My feet were warm, safe, and clean!
It's not that I didn't own flip-flops. I bought a pair a good four or five years back. Pretty red reefs that I bought on impulse (and on sale) one day at the mall. They're only just now showing signs of wear. Probably because I only wore them for a couple days in Hawaii and to a few yoga classes.
But all that has changed. I am a new woman. A complete and utter flip-flop convert.
Maybe it's because I now work from home (read: work barefoot). Maybe it's because I've gotten lazy about lacing up shoes. Or maybe it's just because I've finally embraced the awesomeness that are flip-flops. Either way, now my pretty red reefs finally look like they've been around the block a few times. (They even have bite marks in them. I'm not sure why, but I blame the toddler.)
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