in defense of the birkenstock
Wednesday, April 30th, 2008
I’ve been into the whole gladiator summer sandal thing for a few years now, so much so that my original gold pair has staged a protest and fled screaming from my closet, refusing to participate in another summer of wear and tear.
While I love the look of a flat metallic shoe, I do not love the fact that said shoes usually have no support, and occasionally constrict big toes in a vise-like grip that causes what I affectionately term the “jiffy toe ring.”
So I’ve been on the hunt for a comfy pair of glads that are:
a. metallic, preferably gold
b. cushy enough to stand up to an entire day of summer sightseeing
c. not $350 (Oh lord but do I love this pair! Please let them fall down from heaven into my closet tonight. Amen.)
Here’s my (surprising) pick: Birkenstocks. Yeah, go ahead and scoff, but these bronzey gladiator thongs will walk you through this summer, and the next, with change in your pocket. You’ll laugh at all the feebs who spent twice as much to be half as comfortable.
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