******************RUMORS TO REST******************

mark bee

it has recently come to my attention, that there is rumor floating around my family.  a rumor of the most untrue sort!  the rumor being that i bought my father *coughs, looks downward* i don’t know how to say this but, well, they’re saying i bought my father crocs.  and i don’t know who started it and i’m not going to point any fingers.  *points a finger* but the kind of person it would take *starts to cry* you know what?  forget it i’m not doing this.  i love my father.  even if he isn’t well.

and i hope you’re all very happy you now know about my sordid past.  yes, crystal bee’s father wears crocs!  it’s true!  go ahead and revel in it!  did i buy them for him?  NO.  does he wear them?  DAILY.  do you think i’m happy about it?  in fact, do you rumor spreaders have any idea HOW MANY TIMES i’ve called my mother trying to get those crocs away from him?  to get him into a print of sweatpant that is not camouflage?  *voice turns cold*  and the answer always returns the same. “well crystal gosh i don’t know.”  *shakes head*

merry christmas.  NOT.

keds, not your grandma’s shoe anymore. oh wait it is.

i’m totally hardcore, it’s just sometimes i need to run down the street to grab some cottage cheese and pineapple from zupan’s.  i rock out like the best of them for sure but…  after a hard night of partying i like to pop a couple doan’s back relief pills and shuffle around the house in a pair of pajama pants and my keds.  and even if i didn’t.  it’s not like i can play guitar hero 5 in platform docs anymore.

headstand

i hope the person wearing this hat is not also wearing high heels as it would create a rather bookendish look.  it would also make me want to side-angle-side some shit and make a shoe triangle outta their ass by using their shoes, the shoe on their head and my shoe to form three angles.  and by THAT i mean i’m gonna kick said person in the face.  oh you like shoes so much?  how about a shoe in your gullet?  how about a shoe on your tooth?  i’m gonna shoe your tooth.  you like that?  you like that shoe on your tooth?  *muffled shoe on tooth protest*  thought so.  that’ll teach you to put shoes on your head.  let that imaginary beating be a lesson to all of you thinking about putting shoes on your head.

seen on the streets 1

these built-in spring in the step sandals were spotted at fazzari’s pizza in clarkston, washington.  clarkston is across the river from lewiston, idaho my hometown.  therefore, these shoes have a special place in my heart.  there is also a 20% chance those are my mom’s cinch bottom capris, although i can’t see babs spending that much on pizza.

these shoes look like a factory that’s falling apart.  you know when springs start shooting out of machines, red buttons start lighting up and steam comes out of all the pipe joints.  “she’s gonna blow!” type stuff.  except i think the only thing that lady’s gonna blow is $15 on a designer “shabam” pizza from fazzari’s.  god damnit i want some.

(shoe suggestion by tom moreno)

celebrity shoe bash 2: answer

to see who would dare wear the heinous jack flag bootie by alexander mcqueen…click here!

oh christ

 

apparently.  there is a brand of shoes called scripts christian shoes that make sneakers with bible verses on them.  the verse featured on the above sneaks is phillipians 4:13, which says, “i can do all things through christ who strengthens me.”  i think that verse might be better suited for a pair of high heels don’t you think?  which are actually somewhat difficult to walk in.  i’m pretty sure you can walk in these tennies without the strength of christ.  unless you’re planning to walk on water.  (zing)  however, it certainly would take the strength of christ to mask homosexuality so strong, that you’re actually wearing sneakers with bible verses on them.  i think i’ll make my own jesus sneakers that have leviticus 18:22 printed on them.  and then on the side of the sneaker write, “detestable sin?  DELECTABLE SIN!  lol.”

celebrity shoe bash 2

guess what famous face this ugly shoe belongs to…

too soon? yes.

you know how when women finally toss out those ugly old boots they don’t think they’ll ever wear again RIGHT THEN they come back in style?  well, i still have these boots that are currently for sale by diba.  i have yet to throw out these same boots that are buried in a plastic tub of platform shoes and cropped sweater tops below my house.  they’re still sitting there waiting to be thrown out.  i believe they’re right next to the hot pink steve madden flip flop heels about which i said, “with what and/or when could you not wear these?”  turns out the answer was anything/2004.

the last time i got these boots out i loaned them to my boyfriend’s sister for her princess leia costume (mine are white).  i stumbled around drunk at parties in them when i was a freshman in college.  what was that?  like 7 years ago?  now we could sit here and argue about whether diba is 7 years too late or 23 years too early, or we could just laugh and think about that peasant top with the conical sleeves i used to rock to anthropology 101 in.  remind me to never get rid of my harem pants.

world’s oldest profession? you wouldn’t know it by looking at these saavy hookers.

some might say these aphrodite heels that were designed for prostitutes have become a (laughs to self) platform for public discussion.  they have gps tracking, an alarm system and a panic button to alert local law enforcement officials on the heel.  all of this was designed to keep sex workers safe.  i actually have an idea of my own to keep sex workers safe.  it’s called going to trade school.  you see when you’re a plumber, people don’t try to kill you.  (and you can still work those pipes)  because it isn’t the gps-less shoes that are causing prostitutes all sorts of danger.  no, no.  it’s the fact that they’re fucking prostitutes.  so maybe the best way to help prosties this christmas isn’t making a $200 shoe in order to rip them off, make a buck and provide some sort of remedial safety.  hey you guys.  let’s make 82nd snow this christmas.  snow with plumber trade school applications.

(shoe suggestion by katy tahirih linhart)

don’t try to be sneaky in these

well if this isn’t the equivalent of a catbell for a human woman then i don’t know what it is.  how could you stand the sound of faux leather tassles slapping around every time you took a step?  i just hope those who have homes or workplaces with especially long and usually abandoned hallways have thought about the effects this shoe might have on the psyche of those who occupy the adjoining rooms/offices.  “hey everyone sheryl went to the bathroom again.  waa waaa waaaaaaa.  god she might as well announce it.”  if i were in one of those adjoining rooms/offices i would stick my head out into the hallway and just yell ”TMI!” every time that sheryl walked towards the bathroom. 

(shoe submission by beth ramsey anderson)