Argh, I am not in love with the above photograph. Consider this a disclaimer.
I've been so busy with work and other stuff, the photography is suffering. There it is. I know it, you don't have to tell me.
Anyway, I wrote in a long ago post about flip flop wearing women in New York. I belong to the flip flop wearing variety.
Others do not. I can understand. New York is not Europe. It is not Santa Monica. Our streets are not pristine.
On the other hand, New York is not completely littered with garbage. Just partly.
It's just so much cooler, temperature-wise to discard your shoes when it's hot. And there are more fashion options.
Related posts: Working the Sidewalk Catwalk, in Midtown, Beautiful People, in the East Village and On Little Black Dresses and Little Black Dogs.