Birkenstock was nowhere in my lexicon, and certainly not in my closet until three years ago. I can’t pinpoint the moment when my aversion turned to adoration, but I know that I’m happier because of them. Perhaps as with a mate, it’s a question of finding the right match. In my case it was the Gizeh sandal, which defied the hippie image I’d associated with Birkenstocks, and when paired with cropped jeans and a pedicure, it’s a surprisingly cute look. The walkability is addictive, and since I’m in them almost everyday, the CPU (cost per use) is next to nothing. This love’s for real.
Image: Untitled Detail (Vans) 2007, by Amanda Ross-Ho
I love my Birkenstocks.