OK, so this isn't a European story, but since there are so many (too many?) discussions of footwear, I think it has some relevance. I just returned from vacation, and all I took were some very comfy sandals that I've worn for months. I wear them everywhere except work, and have had no problems with them. I feel like I can walk miles, and I do, but it must be when I mosey along. I was fine until I hit the big city of Chicago. Pounding the pavement, hurrying to catch a train or to keep up with my kids, up and down the el stairs. Doing the Wrigley Field Shuffle-drink a beer, go the the bathroom. Ouch. I developed a few hot spots that I covered with moleskin. My back was killing me. My knees still feel out of whack.
So what's my point? I think wearing gym shoes with capris looks goofy, but that's what I'm going to do. I have officially reached the age when I care less about my cute shoes than my comfort. I didn't think I'd hit this age so soon. I can remember being 20 and wondering why women in their 40's wore such gawdawful footwear. Now I know. You'll see me coming because my white gym shoes will be shining bright.