Wednesday, April 26, 2006
When the Vans Are Rockin'...
This blog truly is your blog and Teresa and Robo want to know about my new shoes. I know what you're thinking, "Oh, thank God! Slim you're an okay guy, and, hey, we all want to save the world, but Jeez! Can't you take a break once in a while? Enough with the doom and gloom, the heavy stuff, the great issues of our day. Lighten up. Yes, please. Tell us about your shoes, the new ones? We're all dying to know."
They're Vans slip-ons.
"What? Vans? Vans? You have abandoned the Code of the Converse? The everpresent Chucks? Is there nothing we can count on in this crazy, new post-Katrina reality?"
Please, no need for hysteria. It's okay. Really. Vans have been permissible, alternate hipster-footwear for some time now. Apparently, there was an article a while back in Hipster Nation, but due to the moratorium on periodicals, I, like so many of my fellow citizens, was left in the dark. So sad, an entire city stuck in perpetual fashion stasis, the endless Summer, 2005. But now we must move forward, embrace change, and build a brighter, trendier future.
And not to worry, the Chucks are not being supplanted, merely complemented. They are still de rigeur everyday-wear. The Vans will be reserved strictly for appropriate occasions: boating parties, boat-themed parties, boating accidents, and the like. I believe they will be a new and delicious element in my wardrobe, augmenting and enhancing the other elements while still preserving their own distinctive flavor... like a gumbo.
And the color? "Espresso," natch'! Solid, beautiful brown. No fancy doo-dads and loop-dee-loops for this obsessive compulsive, thank you very much. Like the Switzerland of fashion, I will continue to maintain my aesthetic neutrality.
Now, then. Aren't you glad you asked?
Ask, and ye shall receive.