I’m thinking of the song American Pie – “the day..the music died..” I mean I know a pair of shoes that breaks is not the end of the world and certainly not the end of an era as American Pie is discussing. But it was a sad day to me.
My Jack Rogers broke en route to lunch on Friday. It was my last day at work before starting a new job, and we were on our way to a team lunch. As I was getting into my colleague’s car, the thong broke off.
Saturday morning, the first thing I did was order a new pair. I mean, when you break it down to cost per wear, at $117 per pair, that’s $30 per year. say 104 wears per year, if you assume I wear them 3x/week for 6 months of the year that’s roughly $.28 per wear.
Consider spending $20-30 on a pair of sandals from like Target or H&M that last a season – maybe two if you’re lucky. Your cost per wear may be less but when the time comes to replace them? You won’t find shoes like that again. Thus, I stick to the classics.
Brand spankin’ new.
I mean…look at the difference here.
Gross. I know. But four years of love, parties, fun, pregnancy, playdates meant that they were perfectly worn in and comfortable. I’m looking forward to the fun memories of the new pair.