Walk a mile in “MY” shoes.

We have some rules in our marriage. Right up near the top of the list is “Never allow Shawn to buy shoes all by himself.” Every now and then like an albino tiger, things fall into place and rules are bent… We were at Steve and Barrys looking for some clothes for the kids. Now Steve and Barrys is a really good place to buy clothes cause of the cheapness. NBC news told us we were barely able to survive and would probably lose our home at any minute so we weren’t taking any chances.

Becky made a fatal error and went off looking at houndshooth jackets leaving me alone in the shoe department with the boys. I happened to find a really nice pair of shoes with fake patent leather in the eye popping colors of safety orange and electric blue. They are part of the line of clothing by NBA star Stephon Marbury. He feels that kids shouldn’t have to spend $150 to buy shoes made in a third world country just so they can be cool. So for only about $15 you can be almost as cool as me. (or an NBA star if that’s how you want to look at it.)

I wear these wicked kicks walking in my hood…

Party like a rock star.

I wear them when I visit with Jesus.

Was that a camera flash, or an Angel?

And sometimes I even wear them when I get sleepy and need some fuel.

Carpet makes me dizzy...

I have decided to take pictures of my infinitely cool shoes in infinitely cool locations. This is but the beginning.