This will be an incredibly thought provoking post, I’m sure. The other day I bought a pair of flip-flops, or jandals as they’re called in New Zealand. I remember calling them thongs when I was a kid but considering the advent of new kinds of underwear I’m not sure if this is an appropriate term to use anymore.
Anyway. I bought some pink flip-flops. They were 30% off so for a grand total of six dollars and some change, I got a new pair of shoes. And you know what? I like them. But as I shopped I realised that there are a whole variety of flip-flops in existence that never were when I was a kid. Every colour of the rainbow, as well as baubles and bangles and sparklies to decorate them. I’m not much of a ‘bling’ person so I stuck with the plain ole pink ones. And they’ll do just fine.