Barefeet

I hate shoes. Seriously. If I could, I would spend the entire summer without shoes on. I hate that they make your feet smell weird.

But at the same time, I love shoes. Cute shoes. Shoes that make my legs look like a million bucks. Or really comfortable flip flops that seem to call my name each morning as I force my feeties into my workin' heels.

I've decided that the bestest feeling in the entire world is walking through the grass barefoot on a summer night. You, once the sun has gone down and the grass is cold but the rest of the world is still toasty warm? And you can lie in the grass and try to count the stars? Oh how I love it. And one day, when I don't have to send myself to bed at 10:30 because I've got to be up and ready to face the world again at 6 am, I'll stay outside super late just to walk around barefoot in the grass. September here I come!