Do
you ever look at the various fashions highlighted in magazines or in the Sunday
supplements and think 'There's no way I'd wear that, people would laugh.'
I
only ask because I was flicking through the Sunday paper and there was a
feature about the new, latest, most fashionable footwear as seen on the
tootsies of such trendsetters as Alexa Chung, one of the Kardashians and that
chap who was the Night Manager and who may or may not be the next James Bond,
Tom Hiddleston.
They
were slippers. OK, mules, backless slip
on shoes - a nightmare for hammer toes I imagine - and apparently the latest
'thing' in which to be seen.
Now,
I can't speak for you of course, but I would not be seen outside the confines
of my own home in my slippers.
Having
said that, my slippers are actually quite 'on-trend' I believe - they are
Moshulu ballet pumps in a fetching leopard print. I used to call them my Bet Lynch slippers,
but have re-named them after Theresa May and her penchant for a similarly
patterned kitten-heel shoe; I don't think she'll be offended.
But
other than running to the washing line if it suddenly starts raining, or
popping to the bins armed with my recycling, they don't see the outside world.
I
wouldn't even dream of heading out into the street to fetch-in the wheelie bin
on collection day wearing them. In fact,
if I see somebody outdoors wearing slippers I assume they've had an in-grown
toenail removed or a bunion op and can't wear proper shoes.
Which
leads me to wonder, what fashion PR genius persuaded a bunch of celebrities
that to be seen out in public wearing what is in effect a leather, fur-lined
slipper is the height of sophistication?
Now
I've said this, I expect I'll be seeing these shoes, or high-street copies of
them, everywhere, and I won't know whether people are keeping up with fashion
or simply nursing a painful foot injury!
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