No offence to my adopted home and country people, but Australians talk funny. It is not that the Australian accent is funny in itself, it is actually quite charming. I am still puzzled by the strange colloquialisms and abbreviations despite having lived here for nearly ten years. In particular I am confused by the inability of the Australian press to refer to a person by their full name (Ex- Miss Universe Jennifer Hawkins is commonly referred to as Hawko by the newspapers here, and bin men are called Garbos for example).
My most surreal Candide-esque moment to date in Australia was overhearing the following conversation:
“Yeah, thongs are for the beach and the weekend. I would never wear thongs to work, that is just plain wrong”.
Now, ladies and gentleman, If you are from the United Kingdom a thong looks like this. Luckily for me Angela (@AngelaPJ on Twitter) despite being half Scottish, has enough Australian blood to ensure that this blog stays PG.
My relationship with shoes has always been casual. I currently don’t own a pair of high heels. I did have some nice shoes in my younger years, then I had kids. My feet grew two sizes over three pregnancies. Two sizes! My nice shoes don’t fit anymore and tragically, neither do my Doc Marten boots.
Now I’m a work at home Mum who rarely goes out, it’s all about thongs, flip flops, double pluggers.
I thought I had three pairs but after a dig around, it turns out I have six.
I have three pairs of Havaianas. I love them so. They are the most comfy thongs ever. A young hip friend told me I MUST buy a pair. At $25 a pair I was outraged. For a pair of thongs? You must be kidding. After umming and ahhing for a few weeks, I decided I needed a bit of hipness in my life and $25 is a small price to pay really.
I adored them instantly and wanted more. They come in hundreds of colours/patterns. A pair for any occasion.
I currently have my original white pair with a little Aussie flag on the strap, purple with white writing and black with silver writing.
For special occasions I have my gold Giselles.
I can match a pair to any outfit. Except it’s usually a case of whichever pair I can find 2 of, in the mad dash to get out the front door in the morning. Mr. 2 in particular, likes to wear them around the house, never a matching pair, so I find them hidden in all sorts of places. A daily treasure hunt.
Now to decide which colour to put on my Christmas wish list. Blue? Red? Both?