the first days of sandals

i wore my black aldo fancy flip flops and though they are comfortable by the end of the summer, after i running around doing errands in soho and by union square, they are hurting. red marks overwhelm my feet. on line at h&m (for 20 minutes, for one skirt!), all of the women around me were taking off their shoes, gazing at their blistered, red, sore feet. we stretched our toes and rubbed our feet against our naked thighs, all aching, all cursing the start of the sandal season yet loving it. mini skirts, tshirts insisting others fuck off, beads made right here in soho, big sunglasses, tanned skin, ipods dangling...the women of new york city all are happy to wear sandals.