Friday, August 3, 2012

"I Know Your Eyes Are Just for Me, But..."*

One of the downsides to living in a place that's hot all the time is that I sweat a lot.  And when I sweat a lot, my feet start to smell really bad.  It's awful.  I mean, when I was living in temperate climates, I had the occasional pair of shoes that, when worn barefoot, didn't have the best reputation for making my feet smell awesome, but it's starting to become more prevalent and it's a problem.

I was always a stinky-footed toddler.  I think it's because my parents always put me in the little footy pajamas with the nonslip rubber soles that didn't breathe.  But toddlers with stinky feet are expected--even endearing!  When one is in one's late twenties, one's feet are expected to smell better.  Not like flowers; I mean, they're still feet, but just better.

At least I have nobody to whom my feet need to be in close proximity.  Nevertheless, maybe I'd best invest in some Odor Eaters.


*Extra credit to anyone who knows the connection between the post title and the topic.

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