Here they are, with Ellie’s caption from her recent putt-putt post:
“This shot is exceptionally meaningful because
these are the flip-flops
Mark threw into the river the following night.”
Those flip flops are goners.
Remember the night of the laughing and the dancing at Mark's in Milford?
I bravely hoofed it home, where my sweet big sister loaned me her adorable and wee pink geisha shoes
hee hee hee hee
The next day, back in my parents' neck of the woods, I took a sojourn to Marshall's to shop for a replacement pair, because what self respecting California girl can go a day without flip flops?
I labored over the options, of which there were many, from $5 flats $30 bedazzled numbers. I splurged on a $20 pair that were sturdy and cute with just enough support. Here they are featured in a leg-heavy photo taken by our very own Mr. Schlekah
Off with her head.