Seriously, did you ever think of me as in any way shape or form a...., a....., well, a ....HIPSTER?
But me and my jazz shoes are apparently all that.
They're comfortable, they're boyish (you know I always yearned to play trouser roles,) and, new appeal!, they're a fraction of the price of organ masters.
(Yes, I buy bottom of the line Capezios or Danskins, NOT the Midas-touched, Midas-level-resources-required-to-purchase lovelies featured in the pages of the NYTimes, but ya can't have everything.
And if ya did, where would ya put it?)
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/24/fashion/24POINTS.html
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