Let’s start this off by letting you all know, I don’t do sandals. It is not my cool. There is something that just shouts feminine when it comes to those shoes. Nothing against the men out there who likes to partake in the sandal, I have nothing against you. But when it comes to my toes and feet, I have come to the realization that the sandal is not a good look for me.
It started sometime back in grade school. I remember wearing a pair one hot summer day down south. I was outside running around like boys do in the summer and I must have fucked around and scrapped my toes on the concrete. All I remember is my summer love Sheila laughing hysterically at me as I looked at my toenails trying to keep my cool in check. But that little scrap hurt like hell, but from all pain there is a lesson to learn. My lesson was to never wear another pair of sandals again!! And as the years went by, I never stepped foot in another pair. As a matter of fact after my toe incident, I think I took them off right then and there and ran for my Nikes.