This afternoon I was shoe-shopping with a Unionville pal at the DSW store between Exton and Downingtown. She said the only sandals she had were flip-flops and she wanted something sturdier, "but I don't want to fiddle with buckles and things."
"You tack up your horse every morning!" I pointed out. "What do you mean you don't want to `fiddle with buckles'?"
"Yeah. Maybe that's why," she answered.
She ended up buying three pairs, none with buckles.
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