Yesterday I bought a new pair of shoes and wore them out of the store. I left my old extremely battered and worn-out pair of Simples on top of a trash can - they've been dead for months, anyway. I guess I can do this because I'm really a "one pair of shoes at a time" sort of guy - I got about 2.5 years of daily wear out of that pair. I always imagined that I would burn them in a bonfire, but it just didn't turn out that way. Burning shoes is pretty extravagant, anyway. And it can't possibly be good for the environment, what with the chemicals and stuff.
The fact that I've worn the same pair of shoes for the past 2 years probably comes from my childhood fantasies about wearing a uniform. I would have been happy either at a school where I had to wear slacks, shirt and tie all the time, or as a cartoon character like Bart Simpson. I just didn't want to have to think about what I'd be wearing, or worry about whether or not I'd get a new hypercolor shirt to wear for the first day of 7th grade. I found junior high to be a very trying time fashion-wise, especially for someone like me who's bad at dressing. But luckily, in the real world, people really don't give a shit how you dress. I was pretty psyched once I figured that one out.
Posted by Ethan at March 23, 2003 06:09 PMHoly Shit! Hypercolor shirts!
I only wore mine a few times before the realization of how dangerous they can be to a nervous, sweaty seventh grader hit me. On my way out of band practice after a particularly nerve-wracking clarinet playing exam, my friend pointed at my armpits and laughed - the sweat had changed the color of the hypercolor shirt to a flourescent pink all around my armpits, drawing attention not only to the fact that I had been sweating profusely, but also that I often forgot to wear my deodorant in those prepubescent days!
Posted by: Brendan on March 24, 2003 02:13 PM