Sure. They may be ugly. But I so wear them when the mood hits me.
& of course they have a story.
See, I’ve always thought bowling shoes were groovy. I’ve always wanted to own a pair. But I didn’t like the idea of buying my own, nor did I like the idea of swiping a pair that were USED.
One day, after a long 48 hour stint at work, a group of us decided to unwind at a Studio City bowling alley called Pinz. I was last in line to get the loaner shoes & when the guy couldn’t find any more size 10’s (ahem…that would be men sized) he went to a storage room and came back with a brand new pair of shoes. I watched him remove them from the box. They were beautiful.
I knew that as I handed over my grungy nikes that it would be the last time I ever saw them. Because those bowling shoes were coming home with me.
Stealing them from the bowling alley was freakishly easy. I’m still amazed at how little guilt I felt about it at the time. Of course it caught up with me & I didn’t feel like I could ever wear the shoes unless I paid for them. So I went back and tried to explain that I had stolen some shoes and that I wanted to pay for them. The guy behind the counter thought I was a riot. He said everyone steals shoes from them & then went back to disinfecting. He wouldn’t take my money and so I left. But I could never go back. I even stopped shopping at the Bed, Bath & Beyond next door for shame.
But they have made great disco dancing shoes.