Cartoon Feet

I was raised by panthers but I'm down to rock Puma.

I was raised by panthers but I’m down to rock Puma.

My feet were hurting. I’d been wearing the same old dogs for quite a long time and not only did they look like I had just gotten off a train with a knapsack slug over my shoulder but the new insoles couldn’t save my arches from hurting. I had seen these shoes sitting at a discount store collecting dust for over a year. For an additional 6 months I went by monthly expecting them to be gone as they had been the only remaining pair for several months. I would talk to the clerk (a new one every time) and point out the dust on the shoes and that they should discount it even further. “No” each time. I relented and bought the damn things but didn’t wear them for several months.

Puma tend to fit well on my feet. They run narrow despite length of my boats. Snug as they are, they take a lot of finger strength to get them on foot. The day I decide to wear them is the same day I decide to retrieve my Ibanez so I can get my chops back. With shoes in the box and guitar in the truck, I break my index finger. The shoes sit for more time because they are a pain is the ass to pull and tie. Anyway, they’ve made a couple of appearances as my finger has gotten stronger and stood under the lens before their debut on the streets of Los Angeles. The final retouched shot will be part of a shoe spread I’m working. The end.