Today, after feeling rather aimless and off for a good while, I came to the utterly profound conclusion that I need a pair of Chuck Taylors. Yes, need. I’m not sure exactly how I’ve gotten by in life without a pair of these shoes, and yes, I do realize that I’m like the last person to come to the party on this one, but I can’t help but fawn. I mean, come on:
How freaking great are these shoes?? I haven’t been able to find a picture of the completely badass pair that one of my best friends got awhile back. It may have taken about 2 hours to figure out how the laces went on, but dammit, those shoes were GREAT. I wish I had the wardrobe to pull off the shoes above (they’re a bit too steezy for me, unfortunately), or even something like these:
I’m sure there’s something to be said about my trend of channeling my aimless energy into retail therapy…buuut I think I’ll pass on examining that particular habit until after I’ve secured my Chucks.