I hear that the latest fashion in footwear is the Clark’s Kestrel sandal. Alexa Chung and other fashionistas have been seen sporting the retro sandals about town.
These were my sandals at school. Either these or some nice Startrite ones. These were not fashionable in my day. These were the most embarrassing sandals a girl could wear. But when you have the widest feet in Christendom (with the highest insteps) then only these will do – because they are adjustable.
Oh how I dreamt of little sling back numbers like my sister got to wear. No, I have to flap flap around in flat Clark’s sandals and they were not pink in the early 60s either, let me tell you. It was tan or tan. So attractive when your feet are cube-shaped.
It is funny how fashion goes round in circles. I look at the maxi dresses today and remember tripping upstairs in my black satin maxi-skirt worn with Sacha platforms at the local discotheque. That was after the loons and cheescloth look, I think. Yes, dear reader, I was a fashion victim. I’d browse my mum’s Freeman’s catalogue looking for the perfect trendy outfit to pay up in 10 easy installments. Of course, by the time you’d finished paying it, it was 3 months out of date and never to be worn again.
Of course I’d never been seen dead in something like that now. It is fashion victim stuff for the young and thin. I’ll stick to my ever trendy Birkenstocks (well they must be if they’re sold in Schuh, right?) and comfy stretch fabrics for an ever-increasing body size. Such is middle age.