From the Archive: Feet Are Everything

Haven't we learned it the hard way?

While shopping for sandals back in May I noticed a 60-ish woman standing across from me in the shoe store. She had a smooth, steel-gray bob and glossy black glasses, and her fingernails were polished a vivid coral. She was dressed in a white linen button-down, and immaculate black pants with a crisp crease down the front. Her jewelry was steely, stealth…