Do not look directly at the shoes
Back in the 1970s, gonzo guitarist Leo Kottke put out a live album called My Feet Are Smiling. I couldn’t tell you why they were smiling — let’s assume it’s a metaphor and be done with it — but far better, I’m sure, to be on the receiving end of a grin, which might actually contain some element of warmth, than to garner a menacing stare from these cold, shiny, beady little, um, well, I suppose they’re beads: it’s voodoo curse time, or something. I have no idea what Mischa Barton — or, for that matter, Louis Vuitton — was thinking here; perhaps this is a case, if not for Dr. Freud, at least for Dr. Scholl. (Picture snagged from Dlisted; be warned, there are others.)
McGehee »
18 April 2009 · 10:18 am
Sometimes a shoe is just a shoe. Don’t ask me whether this is one of those times.
Dick Stanley »
18 April 2009 · 10:48 pm
Whoa. Scarey. Obviously not one of the FM variety.
CGHill »
18 April 2009 · 11:13 pm
Must be FY shoes. :)
fillyjonk »
20 April 2009 · 7:54 am
Well, I knew someone in college who had what she referred to as “BC” shoes – for “Birth Control,” because no man would look at her twice while she was wearing them.
And, IMHO, those were less uglifying shoes than these are. (Her BC shoes were a pair of something that looked like a cross between Doc Martens and the military-issue oxfords that some women in the ROTC wore.)
CGHill »
20 April 2009 · 9:28 am
Presumably there was some element of functionality in that design, something no one would ever say about these creepy Tiki things.