I know I'm way out West till late Friday when I can finally get back to the bright lights of Manhattan, and I know I should be convening with nature and all that, but hiking gear... seriously? Where is the style in that?
So far I've spotted baggy pants that could be akin to a harem if you're at the right altitude to make your head go all spinny - which by all accounts we are at. I've almost wretched at the sight of so many battered hikers feet in those eco friendly weirdy sandals that quite frankly need burning (in an environmentally friendly way of course). Don't even start me on the statement tee that tells me (in an unflattering drapey way) where on earth I am and where else my fellow hiker buddies have been.
With only my Alaia wedges to stare at (which were for Vegas obviously), I don't want to go all SJP on you but really it's time to return to civilization already....
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