Sunday Prayers With Babe Walker

It’s spring. Yay.

Yay? Yeah, I guess. But this year, Spring marks the annual return of not only kale salads al fresco and smoking with the windows open, but also the sneaker wedge seems to have come out of hibernation. Actually, less out of hibernation and more out of the grave. Like a ZOMBIIIIEEE. I don’t really know what else to say to these people who are dragging this dead horse of a trend through the mud at this point, besides this: I’m shocked, I’m disappointed, and most of all I’m just really shocked and disappointed. They weren’t the look before and they’re less the look now. The trainers wave has barely even peaked (KARL!), so put your Marant wedges in a box somewhere, and then forget where you put them. Forever. I pray that you’ll make it through the zombiepocalypse.

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