Basically, I wear sandals, like Jesus. When it gets cold in Chicago, the snow way up to my knees, I still wear my sandals. But that's me.
You know, I love wearing heels. I wish I could wear them all the time, but, you know, my sport doesn't really permit it.
My poor, problematic feet don't let me wear anything much over a three- or four-inch heel.
A woman who wears high heels is very different, I think, than a woman who wears sandals.
I feel like there's no need to put on a heel that's too high. There's nothing cute about wobbling. There's nothing cute about not wanting to dance or walk somewhere because you're in pain.
Although my mother didn't necessarily approve of teenage girls wearing heels, she made an exception for me when I was 14 because she didn't want me to be self-conscious about my height - or to slouch.
No flip flops for black dudes. I don’t care where you at. Wear some hot ass Jordans on the beach.
Leaving the house in a pair of flip-flops in Manhattan is disgusting to me, no shade.
Some girls say they don't feel comfortable in flats, they only feel comfortable in heels; I am not one of those girls.
You won't often find me in a pair of killer heels: my heel height doesn't rise above two and a half inches, as I would just fall over!
I really think guys only need two pairs of shoes. A nice pair of black shoes and a pair of Chuck Taylors.
Everybody should have the right to wear flip-flops in summer.
I like to wear boots with skirts or mini-dresses, or jeans with sneakers and jumpers, leather jackets, or a rain coat.
Seersucker and khaki suits are the key to looking put-together in the summer. I also wear shorts year-round. And I would never say never, but I don't wear sandals. With shorts, it's wing tips and tennis socks.
I love to wear boots - and shoes, I don't like at all.
