Out with the Old, in with the New

Apparently I've been walking too much for my cheap flip flops to tolerate. A few nights ago after another walking adventure through Central Park, I noticed that I'd worn a hole in one of my flip flops. This necessitated a shopping excursion to replace said footwear. (I can't NOT have a pair of flip flops!)

RIP my cheap, polka dot flip flops that stained the bottom of my feet a smurfy blue.

And welcome to the family you wonderful new flip flops! My feet are filled with joy. I can wear any of you to walk all over NYC! Hooray! Huzzah!