If only…

If only I loved flip flops.

If only I loved flip flops, I would have an unending supply of cutesy summer shoes.

If only I loved flip flops, I would have easy on/off protection for my tootsies when walking on hot pavement.

I only I loved flip flops, I would be able to snarf up all these cute shoes I see in the stores.

But I don’t.

I think I have had old woman feet since I was a child.

I don’t like that thingy that goes between your toes. It makes me nuts.

So, I can’t wear flip flops.

I am resigned to the fact that I must wear sandals that don’t cause my toes separation anxiety. 

It is a challenge, and once I find a pair that fit, I usually wear them until they fall apart.

The last pair lasted me almost 10 years – and I’d be wearing them this summer again if my geriatric cat hadn’t mistaken them for a litter box.

Ahem.

They are now filling up a landfill somewhere. Stinky.

So, I am on the hunt for new sandals this summer. Something that is cute, feminine and most importantly, comfortable.

Something like these:

Or these:

Or these:

Not really.  

Who on earth would by these?

And, while I’m on the subject, what is up with all the gladiator sandals out there right now?

Makes my tootsies cringe when I see them. All I can think about is that it is bondage for your feet. And all those little straps; I can only imagine how they’d feel after a couple hours’ wear. 

  Ouch.

I guess they are marketing them to the teenage crowd who hasn’t learned the lesson many of us 40-somethings have: Comfort is more important than fashion.

Ah, well.

Off to find some sandals for my feet.