After some deliberation (4-5 visits over the span of a few months), I had opted for another pair of overpriced flip flops. Surprisingly my current pair is still going strong after one year; the previous $8/pair kind-of slippers were reduced to powdery smithereens after a few months. Then again, a good portion of what I had paid goes to the astronomical rent associated with prime locations.
Some glitz to go with an otherwise unassuming pair of black-yellow flip flops. A QC problem with their rubber mould; evidently I had bought a pair of navaianas.
And as a testament to how men can be frivolous when it comes to alcohol.
And I guess the theme of the day would be, tropical?