I have been looking hard at something I really do not need and in the Covid-19 lock-down, I do not need it.
Anyway, I found a pair of second-hard aristocratic shoes. Massive lacing involved, my size, a color I like. A sort of Oxblood/Burgundy.
The shoes were popular in late 1890s, but especially during the Edwardian Age 1901 to 1911.
( Damn history major)
The trouble is, in the 1990s, the shoes were very popular in a niche gay community.
Man, I do not need these shoes.
In the Corona-virus day and age, where would I wear them?
Seriously. Where?
And I already have people who think I am a closeted homosexual. But at 62 years old, I could care less.
I have a pair of red shoes I have not even unboxed yet. They sit in Reid's room.
Maybe I need to just layoff.
But man, these are cool shoes.
Maybe I can wear them to your 20-25th reunion?
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