This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home. At this point in the season, how are your own piggies faring?
By now I’m sure you’ve all seen the open-toed sandal pledge on one of your favourite blogs. It’s been making the rounds every summer season for the past few years. In case you need a little reminding (I see you trying to curl your toes under your feet!) for your reading pleasure some of the highlights…
The Open Toed Shoe Pledge
As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood, I pledge to follow the Rules when wearing sandals and other open-toe shoes:
I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact and chip-free.
I will not cheat and just touch up my big toe.
I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps.
I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow.
I will shave the hairs off my big toe.
I will not live in corn denial; rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholl’s if my feet need him.
I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages.
I will promise if I wear flip flops that I will ensure that they actually flip and flop, making the correct noise while walking and I will swear NOT to slide or drag my feet while wearing them.
I will promise to go to my local nail salon at least once per season and have a real pedicure (they are about $20 or $25 and worth EVERY penny).
I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow.
I will shave the hairs off my big toe.
I will not live in corn denial; rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholl’s if my feet need him.
I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages.
I will promise if I wear flip flops that I will ensure that they actually flip and flop, making the correct noise while walking and I will swear NOT to slide or drag my feet while wearing them.
I will promise to go to my local nail salon at least once per season and have a real pedicure (they are about $20 or $25 and worth EVERY penny).
If you’re guilty of slipping on one or two of the rules, and are using the infamous toxins found in many nail polishes as your excuse, you’ll have to do better than that. Toxic chemicals have long been the standard, because the use cost of using formaldehyde, toluene and DBP for colour and staying power is cheap. Unfortunately, we’ve been hearing lately that the price may be our health as these products are suspected of causing all sorts of diseases from
respiratory problems to cancer.
What’s a girl to do? Fear not, Butter London has recently crossed the pond, and these nail polishes are completely non-toxic, containing no formaldehyde, no toluene and no DBP. Available at Pistachio stores in Toronto and online, the colours are fun and vibrant and a recent home pedicure lasted almost two weeks.
Okay, ladies, make the pledge! Then strap on your sexiest pair of sandals and strut your stuff.