Rainbow Flats: A Retrospective of Shoes

Mermaid — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 07:06:34 +0000

Many shoes have adorned these carnie-like sized stubs I call my feet. In the deepest darkest winter months of burly Vermont, very few shoes are capable of handling snow and ice. So I think fondly of summer’s rushing brooks, soft grass and my radass rainbow flats.

I remember the day I bought these was on a trip to New York for the NYC Zine Fest. The call came on June 26th when cartoonist, Robyn Chapman, told me the thrift store near her had RAINBOW shoes and she thought of me. At that moment, my car started itself and I jumped down from my bedroom through its opened classic Honda moon-roof just like a cowgirl jumping onto her horse from atop a saloon. We sped the mile to the thrift store where Robyn waited to point them out. I fell in love. Paying all of THREE dollars for such beauties (or as I like to say $1.50 a foot) I realized the only way someone would give these shoes up was if they died…my enthusiasm waned.

Until I put them on! Rocking all the way to New York I sold the shit out of some of my menstruation comics, met Margot Dabaie and went to Mk Reed and Liz Baillie‘s old studio. The shoes wait in my closet for the day when the light is finally right, the birds trill and the sun sings a cheerful song. Preferably some Black Rebel Motorcycle Club or White Ghost Shivers. Thank you.

-Jen Vaughn Share/Bookmark

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Rainbow Flats: A Retrospective of Shoes