The faithful pair
Blogger note: This is another story from my Guatemala trip. Almost two months later my mind keeps going back to the lush green mountains and the vastly reach people I met there.
I have this beaten up pair of Birkenstock sandals I have worn for almost a decade. They are the traditional two straps, hard foot bed and black. I bought them out of desperation when I was pregnant with my boy and my sciatic nerve was out. They provided the comfort I needed at the time and it is the pair I reach for when my back is hurting.

My faithful arizona Birkenstock
But they are not really pretty. Or feminine. Or stylish. However, I can slip on them and really don’t care about fashion. Somehow they pretty up with the outfit I pair them up with or simply make me feel so comfortable I feel I can walk on a fashion runway with them