Okay, I realize they look pretty bad and I shouldn't be surprised it took as long as it did. But these were expensive walking shoes, made for comfort and style. I wore them only once really...to Coachella. And after three days in the desert, this is what they looked like.
During my last closet clean out, I protested I would wear them again. Then I tried and my pinky toe hung out. Unacceptable.
The shoes started on the alley floor, then were tried on and moved. The last time they were seen was on the lid of the recycle bin.
And now some angel is walking in both comfort and style.
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