posted on: Monday, March 18, 2013
Sometimes I forget there is a life that exists off of 2 1/2 inch heels. Que the Vans! Pretty synonymous with the word "classic." I remember getting my first pair when I was in kindergarden. I went to a Catholic school which means uniforms and for a while Vans were the only shoes we were allowed to wear. They really set off our baby blue polo shirts. Moral of the story is, I'll probably be wearing these bad boys until I'm a little, old gray lady. Something to look forward to.