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My Life and Birkenstocks

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I was talking to my friend, Sarah, the other day, and I started going on about my Birkenstock addiction.  Okay, maybe "addiction" is too strong a word, but I must admit, Birkenstocks have been a major part of my life for the last twelve years.  I can't even remember what I wore in the summertime before I moved to Germany and started scouting out the latest styles and colors.  Yes, I have clogs for the winter, and even a couple of pairs of boots, but ask my family; there's always a pair of Birkenstocks close by, and some of them even have a story.  Because I can always find them for under 50 Euros in Germany, I refuse to buy them in the United States.  Thankfully, this provides me with an excuse to return to mein Vaterland every couple of years :-)


I can't believe that I even still have these!  I found them at the bottom of my shoe trunk.  These were my first pair.  I bought them in 2000.  Trust me, they used to be much brighter....and cuter!


These were a fabulous pair that I wore for several summers.  The straps are actually vinyl.  Of course, they were not so comfortable when my feet got hot and sweaty in the summer, but hey, they looked good!  Too, I remember I got them on clearance for $20.


 These were my favorite pair of all time.  I looked around for quite a while before I bought them, and I found them in a mom-and-pop store in a back alley of Trier for $40.  They are blue, purple and green paisley. Unfortunately, these are the sandals I was wearing when I broke my ankle.  I haven't actually worn them since because they bring back such frightful memories.  In fact, the right straps were all unbuckled, because that's what John did to get it off my foot.  *shiver*  (notice the still swollen right ankle too)

My most uncomfortable pair of Birks.  However, I wanted a pair that matched black/khaki clothes.  I always get comments on them, but I'm glad at the end of the day to take them off.


My favorites at the moment.  My cherry Birkenstocks!  I wore the left one of these the entire time my ankle was healing.  There was something cheerful and happy to look at when I looked down at the misery.  I have worn them to death, the colors are all faded, and the cork is now breaking on the bottom :-(


I'm not sure what possessed me to buy these.  They are seriously the BRIGHTEST yellow.  They DO look good on game day (which happens to be this Saturday--GO BLUE!), but other than that, I pull them out when I can't find any of the others.

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  1. Sarah MoranAugust 28, 2012 at 3:41 PM

    Guess what I'm shopping for this weekend? That's right - Birkenstocks to send your way!

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    1. LarisaAugust 30, 2012 at 8:36 AM

      Yesssss! (said like Napoleon Dynamite). My Sarah/Germany connection comes through again! Thanks, friend, for taking care of my feet :-)

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