I really liked my Havaianas. They weren’t even mine to start, but my brother-in-law outgrew them and they fitted me perfectly. They went with (almost) everything and I wore them everywhere – I’m sloppy, you see. And I don’t know how, but the left slipper broke as I was getting out of the car the other day.
Farewell, my trusty chocolate Havaianas. I will miss you dearly.
Now I need my new shoes more than ever.
1 havaianas = 3 pairs of shoe? HAHAHAH…just kidding
now i wont accidentally wear ur slippers…HHAAHAHA
chad, you’re supposed to be more sympathetic! i’m going to find a replacement for my havaianas :)