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Flip Flop Girl?

Posted: Thursday, Jul. 26, 2012

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Rachel Sutherland

Rachel Sutherland has been a professional journalist for 14 years, most recently as the Style Editor for the Charlotte Observer. Her writing and styling work has appeared in newspapers and magazines across the country. She is often a featured guest on syndicated radio programs The Matt & Ramona Show and The Satisfied Life. Find her at www.rachelsutherland.net or email her: rachel@rachelsutherland.net.

I have never considered myself a flip flop girl. Ever. In my former life as a fashion editor, I had been known to straight up rail against the notion of “dressy” flops and the ubiquity of the shoe in general.

So I was not at all prepared to be completely crippled when I blew out a flip flop while on vacation in Northern Michigan recently. It wasn’t until the strap on my beloved, paint-splattered Havaianas snapped that I realized that I may have a flip flop problem, or at least a Havaianas problem.

Sure, I have loved and worn that pair (pictured above, #RIP) for at least three years, and they were just starting to show signs of wear. They were comfy, easy and I didn’t have to work to keep them on my feet. They were a great utility shoe — I wore them in the garden, to take my children to the pool, to run a quick errand, you know the drill. And they were the only pair of flips I had brought with me.

I made it through the rest of vacation just fine (barefoot for the most part), but something just felt a little off. When I got back home, I intended to go out and get another pair of Havaianas, but hadn’t been able to get to the store. So I wore a tired pair of leather platform Michael Kors flips that are so stretched out, they are in desperate need of a trip to shoe jail. It just wasn’t the same. At all.

I have to admit I was a bit too excited when upon returning to my office, I found a spare pair of Havaianas under my desk. They had been previously employed as office shoes for when my tootsies need a break from heels.

So there. Now you know. So do I. I may be a flip flop girl after all*.

*Not really, since I detest seeing people wear “fancy” flip flops as everyday shoes, and in appropriate places such as an office or church. Let’s call me a situational flip flop girl.

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