The Island King has a thing about shoes
and only owns 3 pair. Flip flops, deck shoes/loafers and his boots.
And he refuses to buy new ones until
the ones he's wearing literally rot off of his feet.
Luckily for him, they don't stink so I
don't complain. If he wants to wear a pair of shoes until they fall
apart I don't care.
Not long ago, his deck shoes came apart
as he was putting them on so he was forced to go and get a new pair.
He decided he wanted a loafer for
winter (not that we're having a winter but...) so he wears his flip
flops to the store, buys new shoes, pays and leaves the store –
wearing his new shoes.
Off he went, stopping at several stores
and then doing two photo shoots. I glanced at his new shoes when he
got home that evening but it wasn't until he got home the next day
that I got a closer look and saw this.
My husband has been working and
wandering around with the tag on his shoe.
I pointed it out and being the odd duck
that he is, he thought the tag was “kind of cool.”
So he left the tag on.
For a week.
It's like he's Minnie Pearl but instead
of the hat it's his shoes.
Bless his heart.
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