A Luminous Halo

"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf

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Smith ’69, Purdue ’75. Anarchist; agnostic. Writer. Steward of the Pascal Emory house, an 1871 Second-Empire Victorian; of Sylvie, a 1974 Mercedes-Benz 450SL; and of Taz, a purebred Cockador who sets the standard for her breed. Happy enough for the present in Massachusetts, but always looking East.

Sunday, January 05, 2014

Rocket Dog

Serendipity is going into a shoe store with a credit for $34.95, looking for a pair of Rocket Dog flats, and finding one Rocket Dog shoe in the entire store, and it comes in your size, and it costs $34.95.

Rocket Dog is a California-based brand started by a couple of guys who liked the beach, one of whom had a dog that liked to run around, very fast. The last pair I had was so well-loved that I was practically at the point of having to tie a string around each one to hold it on my foot by the time I threw them out.

I like them because they are not made with any kind of dead animal. Also, they are very light and totally comfortable. The soles are thin and flat flat, instead of pointing upward at the toe like elf shoes, which is what most shoes these days look like. They come in a color which is not annoying. I hope to be wearing these until they are as "well-loved" as the last pair.

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Thursday, July 14, 2011

Pointy Turkish Shoes

Turkish shoes
I know, I know....I'm broke. But today's my "birthday" (long story; I'm actually a boring Capricorn), and female + birthday = shoes. In my case, cruel, pointy shoes.

I recently discovered a little shop run by a throaty-voiced woman named Tanya. She's got the pointiest shoes in town, and I vowed to go back on the flimsiest excuse, so this morning found me there. I'm a European size 37, and there were plenty of 37s to choose from, one more evil than the next. Unfortunately, they all looked better in the box than on my foot, or else they looked great but felt as painful as they looked. I had just about talked myself out of a purchase when Tanya emerged from behind a wall and in her husky, exotically-accented voice suggested a particular style in a size 38. They are made in Turkey, she told me, as if that explained why a 38 fit perfectly.

Tanya was on the money. They were pointy, comfortable, flattering. She was pleased, I was pleased, and I hope the shoes are pleased. Happy birthday to me!

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