I’ve been thinking about a new pair of Converse All-Stars in red and recently spotted this pair in the Waraku shop window on Abbot Kinney Blvd. in Venice, CA. I like a good wedge, but think I’ll stick to the classic Chuck Taylor style this time around.
Photo taken at the Abbot Kinney Fest.
Photos taken at the Abbot Kinney Festival in Venice, CA.
During a trip to Nashville several years ago, I found these Justin roper boots in teal at a thrift store full of stylish treasures. They were on back wall with shelves filled with pre-owned boots in various colors, styles, and sizes and I walked right up to this pair, drawn to the spectacular color. Talk about luck: They were my size. (They were my size!) I bring them out for special occasions and wore them out this weekend for a birthday party at a western bar. They’re good for dancing, too.
Like a lot of teens, I liked to rebel with my style. I wore a lot of black while my contemporaries were wearing bright neons, and I decided to wear my black lace-up ankle boots to my high school graduation ceremony. I recall both my grandmothers expressing confusion about my choice and trying to talk me into wearing “nice white pumps.” (Nice white pumps were not in my closet and would never find a place there.) It may be that my parents also talked to me about it, but I don’t have memories of them trying to mettle. What I do recall is the close-up photo my father took of my white graduation gown, black dress, and black boots—and then finding that photo in a frame. Dad has a great sense of humor, and (like my mom) has always been loving and supportive. On the occasion of Father’s Day, this makes me a very lucky girl.
Exhibit of white shoes by trees on Abbot Kinney Blvd. during the Venice Art Walk on Sunday.
Overheard while shopping: “I’ve got big feet—I am very grounded on this earth.”