I’ve bought a new pair of sandals. It’s so warm now, but we get shock summer rains too, and none of my summer shoes can handle getting wet. Also, I will need comfortable shoes for the field work in the fall. A new pair of shoes needed.
Don’t I look like a dork. But to be honest, I don’t care. They are comfortable. Water-friendly. And it’s like they were designed to show off my Orion’s belt tattoo. I guess I’m getting old. Not that I’ve ever really cared about fashion. Recently, though, I’ve almost started to wear things out of spite. Old skirts, t-shirts with ugly prints, weird shoes, wearing my hair in a long braid. I’ve forgotten who I used to want to impress.
Kirke goes the opposite direction, buys these on the internet. I’m speechless. But Zorro, the real old gentleman, is used to her whims.
Katja Malmborg 