The beautiful patina? The leather weave? The super-flat sole? What’s not to love about these shoes? These are my dad’s shoes, which I have secretly adopted as my own. In this case, I like to say, “Snoopers keepers, Daddy weepers!” Hey, if my dad asks, I’ll just tell him it’s not my fault – If I could walk into an Aldo, let’s say, and find shoes this nice, I wouldn’t have to steal like a money-hungry crack addict needing a hit.
On another note, these are not necessarily the warmest shoes in the world. But if girls got by most of the 90′s with bare legs in January, I think I can make do.
I steal from my dad and my little brother all the time. It’s cheaper than shopping!