No More Sole

Walk a Mile in My Birkenstocks
R.I.P.

Purchased in 1990, tried, tested and and weather-withstanding true for over 18 years, say goodbye to the rubber footbeds that were your birkenstock sandals. Skinned of their sole and with barely enough cork left in the heel to cushion your liberal standing, you took your final steps in them today as you hit the pavement and they fell apart. Onlookers wearing flip flops rejoiced, but you didn't mind because you knew these posers would only survive a season.

Your blessed birkenstocks were with you when you graduated from your Anthropology studies. You never wore more comfortable shoes under a gown again. You wore them when you attended grunge concerts in the underground concert hall at your campus and they survived bodysurfing activity, toe-stomping. beer splatterings and late-night walks home. They were the only shoes you wore on your tour de France and despite the snooty looks you received in Paris because of them, your toes always smiled back in comfort. All through your 20s and even during their last days in your 30s, you've seen enough knock-offs to witness how they can always be imitated, but never ever duplicated.

Rain or shine, slush or snow, with socks and without, your dear birkenstocks will be remembered as your biggest shoes to fill.

~ Miss Mo Rose