LADY Likes: Jerusalem Sandals
At the tail-end of a long, hot, sticky summer, we feel it calling us. It is not the change of season, because although the light is closing down earlier than it was a month ago, it is still very warm. This is something more powerful apparently than nature. It is the conditioning of years of precisely-timed back to school catalogues and September issues. No matter how happy we were in a cotton dress on August 1st, two weeks later, we are flirting with Balenciaga plaid coats and crotch-grazing boots.
But the dark desire to shed our summer clothes is a road to nowhere in late August. It may be codified that Labor Day is a fashion punctuation mark, but really, it is not. Our long slip-dresses, sweeping cotton skirts and snug Petit Bateau t-shirts aren’t going anywhere yet. Those will carry us through this hot misfit of a month. The delicious looming offerings are mostly unusable in September. How do we face the last stretch of endless summer and feel like we have exited the pool deck?
Enter the Jerusalem Sandal. A no-nonsense three strap criss-crossing atop a slab of black rubber, the Jerusalem Sandal is the incorruptible cousin of the Dr. Scholl, the Birkenstock and the Wörishofer. The Jerusalem Sandal suggests one has stepped out of a time capsule, perhaps having spent the summer of ’75 scooping ice cream at Mad Martha’s, or washing dishes at Chez Panisse, same era. This sandal is the ideal companion for a black cotton knit turtleneck, long slip and gold hoops for a dinner out in the neighborhood. Or with suit trousers worn with a beater come mid-September, leaving enough bare to survive a hot midday, jacketed at night. It has weight but the foot remains bare. The Jerusalem Sandal doesn’t have to try hard. Alongside it's cousin, the classic Kibbutz, it says “I read regularly and I vote left, even if my frock leans right." It’s sexy, earthy and smart, no matter what you wear it with, like a great education. -SRW