Psyche! We told them we were going to hit the shops, maybe get some ice cream, but there would be absolutely no hiking. none whatsoever. here we are, a mile down in the grand canyon of minnehaha falls, and aren't they being good sports? Emma's hiking attire includes some jackie o sunglasses with extra o, a michael kors bag packed with survival gear like her used up boarding pass, a real bright blue dress to go with the sky and some dressy thong sandals that are perfectly suited to being carried by slaves in a sedan chair. i cut them off to maximize the panorama of nature. once again, this blog is dangerously low on XY representation so i thought to exploit frank as a captive guest and trendsetter. no really. even before i realized the guy deficiency, i dug his kinda tribal/kinda tame sneak-asins.
The sole of a sneaker, the heart of a moccasin -- i zoomed the hell out of these bad boys so you could see the little tiny moca-fringe on otherwise gravel-gripping, rubber-ringed kicks. they're by a company called Generic Surplus. aren't they cute? emma 'n frank too.