I know, I know – you’re desperate to know where I bought those thongs (aka flip flops, jandals or rubberies) – and my brandinista sisters will already know they’re not your stock-standard $3 supermarket numbers. Non.
For a Noosa getaway I only wear havianas, darrrlings. Nothing else can take you from beach to cafe strip to distant car park with such versatility. Just yesterday they took me from forest car park through beach path to actual beach and almost immediately on to coffee cart and back to beach again without a hiccup. Well, apart from that moment I inadvertently flip-flopped a few loose grains over a couple of ladies lathering the sunscreen on. Thanks be for the kids running past creating their own sand flurry at the time.
(Eye contact, eye roll, shake of head, short derisory expulsion of breath in mutual,adult annoyance. Keep flip-flopping to base camp, deliver coffee and relax.)
You’d be forgiven for thinking I travel light in the shoe department, given my multi-situational footwear. Non. I have sandals – worn twice, out for dinner, little ankle wrap heels – not worn and not likely to be, ankles boots – Spring can be cool! And runners – to fool my gym buddy and PT about my exercise intentions whilst on vacay. (Although those stairs to the dog beach are killers! Oh yes, we brought the dog on holiday with us.)
Fave holiday shoes – I know you have them – share a pic on facey and let me see!