Monday morning, again. The thought in itself is depressing to a certain degree – even if the sun were brilliant and the birds were chirping merrily, which they are not, by the way. We could add a little day-to-day drama and say you’re also running late – just to test the camel’s back.
That’s it, then – you are late and you are faced with an everyday challenge, especially if you are a woman. A delicate matter, an important one which is the main reason why you will be getting plenty of appreciative glances or none at all. It’s one of your many, many business cards, it’s one of your mirrors which reflects just what sort of person you are – shy, serious, down-to-earth, scorchingly beautiful, all of the above mentioned. It’s your outfit.
With utmost care and languid movements you choose your clothes – maybe you even iron them – and you are very satisfied. Also, running later by the nanosecond, and it’s not like anybody will give a hoot about your outfit while sacking you, right?
So you put loafers on and run for it. You tear away. You never look back or down, for that matter.
Most people would cringe visibly and audibly if that were the case, because loafers? So Midwest, so 1000 years ago season? Not quite. At work you don’t have to be a pretty doll because you’re not part of the environment or a designer’s accessory for a room. You have to be focused, efficient, friendly, positive – you have to be one of your best selves, you know. Because there’s where you make a living, which doesn’t mean making money, regardless of what most people seem to think. It’s earning them.
Also, even if you are forever punctual, sharp – there’s no need to wish you were „barefoot in the park”. Clothes and shoes which don’t suit, but which help you jump on the wagon, are better left at home. The perfect outfit has to be only the outside of your being, and it has to fit you well.
Riding off Dhali Lama’s back, it’s safe to assume that for all this to happen you have to be comfortable and optimistic and if any shoes are meant to do just that – it’s loafers.
The slip-ons or loafers, as they are known in American culture, are not provincial or obsolete at all. In fact, in the beginning – which is 1847, London – they were designed for the king. Yes, you heard me well: loafers are royal and their purpose is to make you feel royally at ease wherever you might be.
Materials, designs, intents and purposes changed in time; America has heard of „moccasins” in the countryside and „weejuns” when it came to American prop-school students – and it’s all gotten a bit confusing. They are all the same: slip-ons, loafers, something that King George VI and the Queen of Comfort should wear.