Driving to Richmond this morning, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had forgotten something. Now here I am, walking the halls of the General Assembly wearing sneakers. I look like an idiot.
12:11pm Update: I just plucked a scratchy contact lens out of my right eye. So long as nobody looks at my feet or approaches me from my right side, I’ll be fine. Christ, I’m so pathetic.
Don’t feel bad. I wore some nice dress shoes the first time I came to Capitol Square. After all the hiking, I left with awful blisters. Now, I wear white New Balance unless I’m going out on to the House or Senate floor. My feet are happy, and few people look at a man’s shoes.
Dude, If they’re Converse you look like an All Star!
btw, I hope you post something on the Webb announcement.
Sounds like sleep deprivation!
Keep it real, man, keep it real.
“few people look at a man’s shoes”
I beg to differ! (Now you know where Waldo got his shoe-consciousness.)
I feel the same way every time I am in the GAB.
I agree with Janis. A man’s shoes says as much about him as a woman’s nails do for her.