Out of House Slippers

Because it’s Wednesday morning and you might want to reconsider your footwear choice.


Was a phenomenon that included mesh, embroidered slippers a wildly popular fad to plague the girls of your high school, too? I had them in three colors–yellow, pink and red. They all featured sequined flowers on the toe and I’d only been able to find them at a small shop at the intersection of Chinatown and Nolita for exactly $7 a pair. Once they began ascending uptown, into higher brow shops at prices that clocked in at five times the initial dollar amount, I knew the thrill was almost over. They were kind of like a less expensive version of Isabel Marant sneakers before Isabel Marant sneakers became Fauxsabel Hahant sneakers.

If you have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sorry. Not because this might make less sense than it should but because evidently, you were deprived a uniqiue high school moment. One choc full of backless, closed toe pseudo-shoes that required a pedicure (they were essentially transparent) and sometimes socks (on days you knew the air conditioner might be on full blast).

If you do, however, catch my drift, guess what? They’re back.

Well, not exactly, but I’ve finally caught wind of the teetering-on-fancy girl’s answer to the pubescent secret sauce dreams were once made of in Oscar de la Renta’s hyper glorified house slippers. Never did I, for one, ever imagine that they could amount for the filling that would gap an outfit deficiency in 2013 but you know what? I’ll never wear ripped jeans (or cut-offs, for that matter) without them again.

The shoes and I had originally met because a close friend of mine showed up at lunch (not to be confused with the popular female sport, brunch) one Sunday afternoon wearing a pair in navy. She’d recently taken a job at The Row and it seamlessly clicked that if I ever wanted to become the third Olsen twin, the only way I’d be able to do that was by wearing a pair of expensive house slippers outdoors, so, lo and behold, here I am.

Cracked heels to the concrete.

Clearly, I don’t have the whole minimalist, The-Ring-meets-Rick-Owens-but-in-hues-of-cream inspired drapery thing down yet but like most things in fashion, I’m still a work in progress. But I digress–where do you stand on out of house slippers?

American Apparel denim shirt, Three Floor shorts, Steven Alan hat and Oscar de la Renta slippers. Photos by Naomi Shon

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