I've never been much of a fan of flat sandals. This, more than likely a hangover from schoolyard fashion faux pas aka being made to wear grrrr roman sandals grrrr in an era when sadly they were made to last (so were the burnt cheeks). I don't think I ever got over those hideous poo brown cling-ons, with their shitty little prone to rust buckles and kevlar thread.
So even on a day that clearly calls for something more summery I'm shunning sandals & instead embracing well....boots, albeit lil ankle ones with lots of chunk! Come January I will promise to remove before swimming, dancing at outdoor reggae festivals & walks along the beach but just don't expect them to come off my feet after a late night out - I've always quite liked sleeping with my boots on.
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