Walk It

My recent running injuries may have been one of the best things to happen to my style and health. They forced me to buy, and wear, more sensible shoes. When I’m wearing a low, chunky heel, I don’t dread the walk from my car to a salon. My 30 lb bag seems to weigh only 20. Inventorying a color bar isn’t a torture session. I think I’ll make a habit of purchasing shoes I can walk in. Vest, AC-3998 (cut from a thrifted jacket). Dress, Cut 25 (consignment). Boots, Steve Madden. Sunglasses, Target. Bag, thrifted. On my (very comfortable) walk down K street, I took a picture of the "Kay" sign.