No One Likes a Flip-Flopper
Joelle said during happy hour on September 3, 2007
On this unofficial close of Summer, I’ve decided to speak openly about an issue that’s been bothering me for a while now. It affects at least 40% of the San Diego population and no one seems to be doing anything to fight it. I’m talking about the use of flip-flops as a decorative statement.
You know, flip-flops. Thongs. Sandals. Those things that go between your toes and smack against your feet, alerting everyone of your arrival. The things that leave the little tell-tale inverted V-mark in your tan. Flip-flops: the official footwear of Southern California.
It seems as though everywhere I turn these days, someone is decorating with flip-flops. Car decals, car air fresheners, car floor mats, chip n’ dip bowls, party supplies, car antenna toppers, note pads, doormats, drinkware, refrigerator magnets, bath decor, wall art...!?!?!
And this one, which I just don’t get: Flip-flops full of brownies. 
I love my flip-flops. I wear them all the time. I have several pair, but do I want to decorate my house in them? No, no, I don’t. Why? Because I don’t want to adorn my abode in decor that has to do with feet, that’s why! I don’t get it. I mean, I get it… I understand that flip-flops equal Summer and that whole “beach mentality”. I understand that. I love the beach. I love California, but you don’t see me walking around in a t-shirt that says “San Diego Native”, do you? No, only tools and posers wear those. I feel the same principle applies here. Unless you’re Jimmy Buffet, a Jimmy Buffet fan or live in a Corona beer commercial, there’s no reason for it. (Note: Parrotheads are only exempt from the flip-flop decorating protest, not painfully poor taste in music.)
In general, feet stink. They sweat. They get dirty in those flip flops! (Not mine, of course, but you know...) And you want to be reminded just how great that can be by admiring a giant fluorescent orange and green striped flip-flop mounted on the wall in your kitchenette? Nothing says breakfast like thoughts of toe jam.
As much as I love my flip-flops, this Christmas I think I’ll pass on the Flip Flop Christmas Lights.
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from West Palm Beach, FL • Cocktail: Champagne Bellini
You are so getting these for Christmas. One in every. color.
from San Diego, CA • Cocktail: slightly dirty Grey Goose martini
Oh yeah? Well, if you do, you’re getting this.
Hey! This could be the start of something! One could open a restaurant that only serves food in footwear. Brownies in flip-flops, biscotti in fuck-me pumps, ice cream in Skechers, fondue in Italian leather loafers....
Really—food and footwear should NEVER go together, if even from a “decor” standpoint. Never. Really. Ew.
I hope underwear doesn’t see this kind of popularity…
My mom bought me a necklace with a flipflop pendant on it a few years ago. While I was all “Thanks! I love it!” on the outside, I was all “WTF? Why would I wear a shoe necklace?!” on the inside. I never wore it :x
Yeah, that’s almost as bad as decorating your house with an underwear motif. Not the best use of your wall treatment dollar.
from Hell (Phoenix, really)
I had never seen any of the flip-flop items that you mentioned until now; that said, I have long contemplated nailing various pairs of Okabashis to the wall.
from rusia
I thing that flip-flops are the best choice in summer time…
from Jefferson, WI
his could be the start of something! One could open a restaurant that only serves food in footwear.
Not sure what a flip-flop pendant is. A picture would be nice