“Summer, summer, summertime! Time to sit back and unwind.”
Everyone loves those words from Will Smith. You cannot have the unofficial start to summer this weekend without Summertime playing on one or multiple devices. Although summer is meant to be living easy, I’m taking it all in stride with various projects, trips, and multiple applications of bronzing powder. I’m excited to dine al fresco, wear endless flip flops (judge all you want), and read juicy books that have nothing to do with business (recommendations in the comments folks). I have a polish addiction and right now the brighter the better. Recently I received these lovely Ricky Neon Polishes to brighten up my summer and they are doing just that. My personal favorites are Citibike Station Full (neon orange) and Rent Controlled (neon red).
What are you looking forward to this summer? Let me know in the comments.
Colors: Rooftop Margaritas (neon yellow), Citibike Station Full (neon orange), Sweating in the Subway (neon purple), Final Share Weekend (neon pink), 5th Floor Walkup (neon teal), and Rent Controlled (neon red).
With the start of summer I thought I would resurrect and old-y, but goody that I first featured here in 2007. The Open Toe Shoe Pledge. Ladies and gentlemen. Let’s make this happen. Stay safe this weekend.
Happy Unofficial Start to Summer. Bisous!
The Open Toed Shoe Pledge:
As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood, I pledge to follow the Rules when wear sandals and other open-toe shoes:
I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps. I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact and chip-free. I will not cheat and just touch up my big toe. I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow. I will shave the hairs off my big toe. I won’t wear pantyhose even if my misinformed girlfriend, coworker, mother or sister tells me the toe seam really will stay under my toes if I tuck it there.
If a strap breaks, I won’t duct-tape, pin, glue or tuck it back into place hoping it will stay put. I will get my shoe fixed or toss it. I will not live in corn denial; rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholl’s if my feet need him. I will resist the urge to buy jelly shoes at Payless for the low, low price of $4.99 even if my feet are small enough to fit into the kids’ sizes.
This is out of concern for my safety, and the safety of others. No one can walk properly when standing in a pool of sweat and I would hate to take someone down with me as I fall and break my ankle. I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages. I will promise if I wear flip flops that I will ensure that they actually flip and flop, making the correct noise while walking and I will swear NOT to slide or drag my feet while wearing them.
I will promise to go my local nail salon at least once per season and have a real pedicure (they are about $30 and worth EVERY penny). I will promise to throw away any white/off-white sandals that show signs of wear. . . nothing is tackier than dirty white sandals.
Don’t keep this to yourself – pass it on.