Being Lib ...or something like it

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Slippers

My slippers broke down after serving my feet for so long and making footsteps with me for the last hundred miles. It broke at that part where the Y shaped strap held the whole thing through the gap in your big toe, I couldn't fix it, I've tried tying the whole thing with a cloth rope but I looked like a walking screwball with a big knot tied on one of my feet.

I wasn't in the mood to buy a new one yet, I had a lot of old slippers though, widowed slippers that also had their other working half broken or lost. I just took one slipper and paired it with another pair so that I just could have something to wear on the road even if their colors didn't match at all. What I was wearing on one feet was green and the other was black, the green slipper was overused too, I could feel the rubber under my left heel getting all too paper thin, like the ground was a breath close to my sole. I could feel my left foot and right foot from just each step I made, it made directions all too easier to remember.

I looked less of a screwball wearing two different slippers on the road than having one askew with a fancy knot, you could tell from the people looking down on your feet. It was maybe because the last couple of years ago expensive slippers started pouring into the fashion market and people treated them as goddam luxuries, even when they came in silly bright colors and different from its other copy for the other foot, hell it made you look so metrosexually gay.

I wore slippers a lot since high school since that was what I could afford those days and I evolutionally got used to it. My mother complains a lot that I look hell sloppy with those things on, maybe it has something to do with seeing a persons feet with all the dirt he's gathered from where he had been going around for the day, and to think that they're cheap and wearing them in public makes you look poor all together. But with the expensive versions out with the fashion trash, it makes it all worse because people will look even more into your goddam dirty feet for whatever kind of slippers you're wearing.

It was funny because earlier this year my mother called me up from brazil asking if there was anything I wanted her to get me from there, aside from the usual coke in can. I asked if she could get me a pair of those fancy expensive slippers since they're all made in brazil and my mother is there anyway, they couldn't be so expensive anymore once you buy them at their doorstep. So I ended up with a pair myself, but I had gotten used to the cheap slippers for almost like a lifetime and I was planning to have these brazillian pairs hung over my wall like a souvenir from my parents.

But I did try using them once though, because for all their goddam worth, they're just slippers anyway, its not like some dead lion whose head looks great on your wall and make stories that how it almost got your own head instead. My friends saw me with those slippers on and they said that they'd look authentic expensive brazilian slippers. I told them that my mother just got them from sidewalk vendors, which she actually did in brazil because they were sold almost in every alleyhole and gutterhole, I didn't say the sidewalks in brazil though, just to make them look cheap, in my sloppy kind of way.