Oh, Birkenstocks. I wore you for all of high school and college, destroyed my single brown pair with years of wear and abuse, and wrote you off as a shoe of my past. And now you are trendy. Like Vogue trendy. And when I found myself in need of a pair of on-your-feet-for-eight-hours comfy black sandals, I figured hey. Why not? This Gizeh style is a little sleeker looking than the old style Arizonas I wore as a kid, but just as supportive and comfy. And since I fully expect a late summer heat wave – we always get one in September – these will earn their keep before getting shelved for the winter.
Anyone wearing Birks for the second time around? Or did you wear them all the way through, trends be damned?
Wore this on a day when we had alternating bouts of lovely sunshine and torrential rain, and this photo was taken during a quick break between downpours. Had I known I’d be risking a drenching every time I went outside, I might’ve worn a little less white. Serves me right for not checking the forecast. Like virtually all Minnesotans, I monitor the weather religiously during the winter months. But during our woefully brief summer, I often forget because, hey, what’s the worst that could happen? Heat? Wind? A little rain? We do get the occasional tornado but for the most part it’s calm, clear, and nothing that means I have to pile on the layers or add an extra half-hour to my drive time. My laxness means I sometimes wear white on rainy days. Good thing I remembered my nude underthings and spent most of my day inside.
My guess is that those of you who live in punishing heat and humidity are my opposite: More likely to check the weather during summer than winter. Am I right? Heat stroke and frostbite may be two sides of the same coin …
I’ve long advocated for wearing boots in summer , and generally feel that three styles work best for warm weather wear: Short boots, light-colored boots, and Western-influenced styles. These Frye Carmen Wovens have been worn dozens of times since I snagged them in the spring, and hit ALL THREE MARKS. They are so comfy that I actually sigh every time I slip them on, and I fully intend to wear them year-round. Bonus: They work beautifully with my Boden-does-the-“Pretty-Woman”-polo-scene dress. Unintentional, but happy-making.