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I never go without shoes (aside from on the beach), because I have the tenderest footsies you’ll ever run into. I once tried walking barefoot around the neighborhood for a few weeks, in an effort to toughen them up a little. I didn’t work at all.
When my dad was a kid, he loved to go barefoot. He’s barefoot in his first grade picture. My grandmother was apparently mortified.
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My sister has twins. She took them in for a professional photo once, when they’d just reached that “Hey - I can take my shoes and socks off all by myself!” stage of toddlerhood, and was having trouble getting them to stay in footwear for the photo. So she just took the shoes and socks off of both of them, and had them photographed that way.
My mother was horrified, and hated the picture, because she thought it made them look trashy.
They weren’t even two years old yet!
I thought they were adorable.
I myself once went to work without shoes (and no, I was not a lifeguard or a karate instructor - I worked in an office), because as I was pulling out of my driveway for work that morning, I witnessed a car accident (well, a car hitting a mailbox), and somehow left my shoes behind in the process of approaching the car to check on the driver (who was stunned, but OK), returning to my house to call the police, and then chasing after the car to catch the license plate as it sped away to avoid the cops. Since I drive barefoot in the summer (I know, I know), I didn’t miss the shoes until I got to work . . .
. . . and I didn’t want to be even later, so I just went on in without them, and went back home for them at lunch.
I did feel a little skanky.