Shoe thoughts

For most of my life, I absolutely had to be wearing socks or shoes. I hated going barefoot with a passion. Even in the summer I'd wear canvas tennies without socks or sandals that had enclosed toes and heels. The idea of having nothing on my feet gave me the willies, and no, I have no idea why.

So how come all of a sudden this summer I'm wearing fake birkenstocks and flip-flops, kicking them off happily and wandering around without shoes? Why do I have this sudden desire to paint my toenails bright screaming red or metallic pink? Am I having sudden fits of girliness? Where will this madness end?! I'm way too old for this! Eeeek!