Twenty-ish years ago I dragged my husband to the mall and got him to try on some badly-needed shoes. He settled for whatever to get himself out of there as fast as he could–this was just so not his thing.
Mine, neither, honey, I hear you.
Again, the man needs a new pair of shoes.
And so I went looking this evening. All over.
Just try to drag his eyeballs over to the screen to look at such a thing. Now, if it had been gadgets? Plus ca change…
We found one awhile back from LLBean that he liked that was cushioned and nice enough for mostly anywhere–but when he wore them out and I ordered a new supposedly identical pair (I flipped through old orders to double-check), you put them side by side on the floor and the sole of the new was a full inch narrower at the widest point than the older. I don’t get it. They don’t want repeat customers?
And so we are back to shopping, with a whole lot more to see/not see in person in the same timeframe. Check those return policies and I wish each manufacturer listed local inventory so we could buy from the little guys.
Okay, typing this got me to go look up Rockport just in case. They say they have extra wide. Hmm. I will ask them in the morning about those has-Beans.
It’s a step forward.
(Thirteen, in case anyone’s wondering. Wide. He’s got small feet for a 6’8″er.)