It's also means the amount of super cute macrame wedges walking around Utah tripled.
I, myself, was wearing macrame wedges before it was even cool, so I moved on to Fit Flops years ago. I wouldn't be surprised if within five years everyone is wearing Fit Flops to Storymakers.
A few dear-to-my-heart author friends were in town (and sporting super cute macrame wedges) for the Whitneys, including Melanie J. from Write Stuff and Miss Heidi from Dunhaven Place. On Friday night I got to see them at the King's English bookshop in Salt Lake City.
Have you been there? If not, you must go! Alls you do is take I-15 to I-80. Pretend you're on your way to Cheyenne, but before you get there, yell PSYCH, and turn off at 1300 E.
From there follow your heart to Sugar House.
In other words, turn left.
When the road slims down and the neighborhood gets vintage, turn up to 1500 E. where you'll happen upon a hipster local business district adorned with twinkly lights and a jazz band. It's the kind of street that might remind you of Cal Berkeley.
I've never actually been to Cal Berkeley, but I've been to a lot of places that remind me of Cal Berkeley, and this place reminds me of the places that remind me of Cal Berkeley. Also my History Professor in college was from Cal Berkeley, before he got fired for his liberal ways, and this street reminds me of a street he might stroll down to purchase a latte, or an out-of-print book about original ideas.
So anyway, Luisa Perkins was having a book signing at Kings English bookshop for Dispirited, which I hear is an excellent read, and if chapter one is any indication then, yes, it's captivating. I bought the book, had Luisa sign it, then sat around chit chatting with all the authors wearing super cute macrame wedges. I think the only other person besides me who wasn't wearing wedges was Jami from Superfluous Miscellany, who was the first person to leave a comment on my blog.
You never forget your first comment.
She is also the person who inspired the conclusion to my memoir.
You never forget the person who inspires the conclusion to your memoir either.
Jami and I have known each other for years now, and yet she was surprised when she met me. I wasn't what she was expecting.
She thought I would be taller.
She thought I would be larger than life. But actually I'm smaller than life.
It's a strange feeling when you get people wrong like that.
I think it's the same way with places. Probably when I actually visit Cal Berkeley I will think, huh, this doesn't remind me of all those places that remind me of Cal Berkeley, after all.
I think it's the same way with things too. Like my youngest son's mullet, which is an outgrowth of his mohawk. It throws people off when they hear he named it Fredward.
"Huh," said my brother-in-law, "It strikes me more as a Billy Ray Cyrus."
Huh, I guess this wasn't really an exercise in description of, without commentary on, macrame wedges and mullets after all, was it.
10 comments:
I didn't realize that is what those shoes were called!
That's why I come here.
To learn.
Storytellers Conference sounds like a blast. Cuz you can certainly spin a yarn. Or macrame.
Loves you.
What no pics.. of macrame wedges?
Guess what.. That Book store is in my old stomping grounds .. We used to live right around two corners.. On Browning Ave! Aren't the homes in that area so fairy tale like..I love that area! Best Greek down the street in Brick house. i was just dreaming about it the other day!
ps. You could never be smaller than life... Its not in your nature!
Bahahahaha. You're a dork. I heart you.
Garden, I'm glad I can be edumacational. Now tell me, did it remind you of either Cal Berkeley, or the places that remind you of Cal Berkeley?
Just wondering. I'll take that.
Yay!! My book came in the mail today and i am super duper excited to get into my jammies and start reading. K & S were feeling so special that you mentioned them. K loves the card you sent and snatched it away to hang it in Leila's room because it is the right colors, has a cute quote, and apparently we like pictures of birds, even though we don't like actual birds. Thanks for picking me! woohooooooo!
I am so bummed that I was in Utah a week too soon. So I missed out on getting to meet all of the bloggers/bookwriters. I did however get my picture taken with Sister Dibb and Sister Dalton at Women's Conference, so there is that. I need to post that on my blog. Maybe tomorrow.
If I didn't have "cankles" right now I would get myself a pair or two of the cute wedges out right now! I love them and they are so much more comfortable than regular heal.
When I lived in Utah, I never went anywhere. I was to scared to venture out on my own while my Hubby was at work. Now that I am older and hopefully wiser I live in another state and we just don't have the exciting life going on here that Utah does!
And just so you know "Cancles" are calves that just go down to your ankles and to your toes. All the same size as your calves. Although I think mine should be called Knankles. Since half the time my legs are swollen from my knees to my toes.
I thought that said macramé wedgies so I was trying to wrap my brain around something so completely different than shoes. It makes so much more sense when you read the word the right way!
I find it interesting how lives intersect in irrelevant ways. your blog mentioned The Kings English...my friend Ann works there, has her books read there....and I am going to Berkeley September 9 to watch my son play football against them. Yes, it will just be him against the entire Cal team...that is the way I have looked at it since he was 8.....Mikey against the other team. I am the worst. But see how our lives intertwine? Just thought I would mention something useless....my feet hurt I cannot be held responsible for anything.
and where do I get fit flops?
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