Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Blah-Blah-Blahg: Food For Nought
The fiery passion of Petrarch's poems is no match for my love of the topsider. Boston has ruined me and reignited my irrational love of the boat shoe. I do not own a boat nor do I belong to a yacht club, BUT I would find a way to embezzle the cash, to buy the boat, to join the club, and purchase the swank champagne flutes - which would be the proper sipping equipment - so that I might legitimately sport the shoe. Fortunately, you needn't bother with all the accroutrements of boat culture. If you simply need the shoes - or would like to while away the day browsing through a superabundance that would make Captain Ahab click his heels and forsake the whale, then visit: www.sperrytopsider.com
A Brief History of Topsiders:
They were invented in 1935 by boating enthusiast Paul Sperry. Sperry wanted to design a shoe that could handle the slippery situations on the deck of a boat without leaving unsightly scuff marks. He created a white (look ma, no marks), grooved sole that mimicked the cracked textured of a canine's foot. Eventually, the Navy caught the Sperry bug and began manufacturing the shoes. Soon after, topsiders became available nationwide and the brand is now owned by the Stride Rite Corporation.
Why I Love Them:
*they can be both ironic and sweet
*they are available in a veritable rainbow of hues
*their earnest slogan: "get wet"
*some have laces, some don't - options are essential to the modern consumer
*they are sturdy but neat
*they take time to break in - so you feel like you've earned the right to wear them
*they now come in patent leather
*if the shoe had a nose, it would point up - it's okay to wear them in fancy places
*nevertheless, they say - "Approach me!" (they never forget to announce themselves without an exclamation point)
*with their sporty utility and squeaky assertiveness, they subscribe to the optimism of life boats and silver bullets
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