| Lyn ( @ 2009-06-11 21:40:00 |
Pseudo Celebrity
Yesterday at the grocery store I noticed two of the store employees looking at me and whispering to each other, smiling. Under normal circumstances this might have made me self-conscious, or caused me to wonder if my fly was open. Not this time, though, because I was wearing... THE SANDALS.
THE SANDALS are a pair of Roman gladiator sandals that reach halfway up my calves, decorated in the front with little metal medallions. They're not especially high in quality; I've owned two pairs so far, and have had to glue both back together multiple times, starting within a few weeks of starting to wear them. They're not made of leather, though it's a fairly decent imitation if you don't look too closely. They cost me about $35 on eBay, both times.
But, wearing them gives me a little taste of what it must be like to be a celebrity. People notice me, compliment me on them, approach me shyly to ask where I got them. It's not uncommon for these things to happen 3-4 times in the same day. I have no idea whether any of these people remember my face, but they definitely know that they've encountered... THE SANDALS.
Yesterday at the grocery store I noticed two of the store employees looking at me and whispering to each other, smiling. Under normal circumstances this might have made me self-conscious, or caused me to wonder if my fly was open. Not this time, though, because I was wearing... THE SANDALS.
THE SANDALS are a pair of Roman gladiator sandals that reach halfway up my calves, decorated in the front with little metal medallions. They're not especially high in quality; I've owned two pairs so far, and have had to glue both back together multiple times, starting within a few weeks of starting to wear them. They're not made of leather, though it's a fairly decent imitation if you don't look too closely. They cost me about $35 on eBay, both times.
But, wearing them gives me a little taste of what it must be like to be a celebrity. People notice me, compliment me on them, approach me shyly to ask where I got them. It's not uncommon for these things to happen 3-4 times in the same day. I have no idea whether any of these people remember my face, but they definitely know that they've encountered... THE SANDALS.