Footloose

Dear Barefoot Girl Standing in Line of the Parking Garage Bathroom:

Who are you, Britney Spears? Ew. Ew. Eeeeeew!

Sincerely,

Bound Feet



(Context: Went to a Nickel Creek concert last night (Claire, if you're reading this, I went to a Nickel Creek concert last night! I am becoming just like you) and all over the park were barefoot crunchies, being smelly and unsanitary. People, we've had foot gear for literally thousands of years, why eschew all that human achievement now? Jesus wore sandals. We should all follow his example. I understand the need to feel the earth when you're on some pristine green lawn or walking alongside the beach, but streets of Lowell? Parking garage? And again, public restroom? What exactly are you nostalgic for- tetanus?)