Please, don’t call me Steven Meisel

I bought these shoes because they screamed beach, but when I put them on, my feet started screaming. Out loud, how much they hated these shoes.

Anyway, since I was old enough to plunk down my money to buy Vogue, I’ve loved their advertisements for all kinds of frivolous things I don’t need and still can’t afford. In my early days of photography, we are talking round about 16 or so when I was taking pictures with a Ricoh (is this company even still around?) point and shoot, I took a makeup compact and arranged it up with a bunch of other things and took a picture of it up close, with the Ricoh. The results — no, I’m not Herb Ritts yet. I’m not Herb Ritts now, but I think these are better than my rudimentary efforts.

Anyway, here’s my take on the shoes:

and scene.