Saving some soles

"O my lost soles. Help. Heeelp. I'm laaanguishing. If I cannot breathe in soon the rejuuuvenating reek of living feet, feet warm and moist with vitality, I shall crack on this torturous rack, 'splayed as I am unmeeercifully under the glare of these abominable, energy-efficient fluorescent lights. Aaah." Such drama from beige boots in the used shoe department was sure to catch my attention. Rescue these boots I did.

I dared not photograph "Boots" in her Before state of neglect and naked beigeness, and I smile now with warm memories of how we did both quake under the fine points of my poised Sharpies yesterday, I with artistic trepidation, Boots with fear of a big freakin' mess made all the feck all over them: "You better feckin' know what the feck you're doing with those GD Sharpies, you freak." (!)

Wings with peace sign on the left; hairy ankles and feet on the right.

These boots cost $5 at Value Village's 50%-off sale, bwa-ha-ha, considering I'd seen a pair in an uber-cool downtown thrift shop for $50. It's hard to imagine a better canvas for farking around with footwear. Do the extended trompe l'oeil heels make me look taller? And the zips, ties, buttons? Why settle for one method of closure? Or opensure. These boots are giddy now with the rejuvenating reek of my feet and their new paint job. And so am I, at least about the paint job part.

When I wore these boots in their altered state for the first time this morning, I had several chats with people who stopped to remark on their "groovy"-ness, in particular, a group of women teachers who suggested I go to LA and sell these to the schtars (beh, they couldn't afford me) but I am very happy that they'll have their kids painting up their shoes in art classes this semester. Is it a coincidence that today was also the 4/20 cannabis celebration downtown attended by thousands? I avoided the event; clothing is the only thing I consume secondhand.

Below is my Easter bonnet, also purchased at the 50%-off sale for $6, vintage straw hat with fake flowers. I decided to spare it any embellishments with Sharpies. What an incredible piece. 

Wearing: all visible clothing is thrifted, except the tights and DIY fingerless knit gloves from Canadian Tire automotive store. That's my blue silk blouse worn as a skirt and a golden silky top from some la-tee-da brand, I forget which. You can see the skirt's under-sleeve in the first photo - oops. And another mega-giant magic loupe from O. 

For those of you with holidays, I hope you are kicking back with some marvellous solid foods (and semi-solids), delicious liquids, and enjoying comfortable furniture, intriguing reading matter or other visual matter, and zingy banter with other humans. Of course, I already know you look faaabulous.

I'm sticking these DIY boots up on Patti's Visible Monday at Not Dead Yet Style.