On the plane to Houston (Where we had to switch planes for the rest of our journey to CUN), I had the pleasure of sitting next to a young girl who spent the flight decorating her shoes.
I thought you crafty bloggers would enjoy how a clever young thing can turn Wal-Mart shoes into cool Vans.
I have learned from my grandies that without Vans, one is a Social Zero, and might as well just stay home and put beans in one's nose and ears.
I recall that when my daughter was in the 4th grade it was Dittos jeans.
By the 6th grade it was Chamendefers (sp?) - the lack of which would turn one into a weenie dork-face.
Sigh
