Shoe Story #4: Havaianas – As legĂ­timas

havaianas 1Back in the days, when Menina was still ‘Bebe Menina’, my family and I used to go camping in France. Every year we packed our folding caravan and left Holland for La Douce France.
I remember, always trying to steal my mother’s Havaianas. She owned a pair of ‘Tradicional’. I used to sneak out of the tent, running on my mothers Havaianas to go to the bathroom. I loved the way they felt on my feet. It felt like walking on diamonds. Sometimes my mom laughed about it, but when she needed her Havaianas herself, she sometimes got a bit mad at me. Of course, I understand why, but come on!! Havaianas are like heaven on earth.

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