I'm all for nature and natural stuff and whathaveyou. Mom has stuffed me full of strange organic purées all my life and now papa is even going a bit nature loco on us. But you gotta draw the line somewhere, and for me, that line is walking barefoot.
I'm no new age hippy looking to start a peace loving colony of urban bacteria on my tender little soles no siree! So now that I'm thinking about exploring the world vertically, it was time to find some protection for my plantar aspects and maybe throw in a little support to boot (no pun intended).
So check out my new kicks. Just what a little Parisian biped like yours truly needs to take his first steps in the 15th arrondissement. And lookout, soon I'm gonna ask papa to accessorize these babies with some taps so I can dance like Fred Astaire did with Eleanor Powell. Now that's class!
Don't just take my word for it, see them for yourself. And you'll even get a peak at Inès' recent footwear acquisition too: Going places
