Hey, Muffy. I actually thought of you on vacation while I was pondering some footwear.
My father is a pretty well dressed gent. Not in your father's class, of course (who is?), but very sort of old school Ivy League. That's why it alarmed me a couple of years ago when he and his lady friend (who is also very stylish, not to mention wealthy) each bought a pair of Keen sandals. I have since kidded my father about them as mercilessly as my conscience will allow given his 83 years of age, for they are doubtless the ugliest things ever introduced onto the planet since their godforsaken progenitor, the Teva.
That said, over the summer, including this past week, I've happened upon at least half a dozen instances when these things would have come in damn handy, all involving water and the crossing thereof, where Top-Siders simply won't do. I have a dog who likes to swim and I want to wade into the stream with him; I like to take my young son out kayaking but sometimes I need to jump out of my boat and help him with his; things like that.
What's your opinion? Should I go over to the dark side or hold fast?