Man, do I miss my Keds.
I think I could wear Keds and flip flops every day for the rest of my life and be a happy woman - albeit an unstylish woman, but very happy none the less.
There was something magical about a beautiful pair of pristine white Keds.
However, I never had pristine white Keds for long.
While other girls were prancing around in theirs for weeks, sometimes months, mine usually looked like this within minutes of putting them on.
I never knew how it happened, but I am guessing it had something to do with a distinct lack of coordination.
And I am blaming that for why I never have been able to master the ability to walk in heels correctly.
Speaking of which, could anyone give me lessons?