My old sneakers bit the dust; I blew holes in the pinky-toe sides of both shoes, presumably from my explosive lateral movement playing squash. I finally got around to replacing them this weekend, but I couldn't find a nice-fitting pair in any colour but white.
The thing about new, bright white sneakers is, you can't wear them without feeling like a moron. Picture it in your head; you'll see.
Monday, October 16, 2006
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