My Name is Gladiator

Sadly, we're feeling all the tell-tale signs that we're coming to the end of summer. As we welcome cable-knit, hot cider, and college football, we happily say goodbye to one of summer's enduring and oft-misused trends: the gladiator sandal. Fear not, we will not be ranting about the look as a whole. Rather, as per usual, we'll be delving into the subtleties of its use. The gladiator sandal was more than passable this season in either a neutral or maybe a metallic. They looked great with jeans or a flowy skirt. The concept began to become a little dodgy if you will around the time the Olsen twins got a hold of it.

Hey Mary Kate, that little black dress is working, and not too many people can rock the Prada Cousin It bag... so hats off to you! But... umm... can we talk about the footwear? Those shoes are a little ridiculous and very costumey: two things which are only acceptable under a very (Phat Tony: "VERY") special set of circumstances. If you insist on wearing the full-leg gladiator sandals, we insist you go all out and pair them with a toga. We're not kidding, boldness and irony go hand in hand in fashion. Also, would you like a sip of our milkshake? (Phat Tony: "C'mon MK, it tastes like Christmas!") No? Well then would you mind having a chat with your sister about this?


Oh Ash, there's so much you do right. We really adore that yellow skirt and we think you're right on track with that charcoal blazer. However, whoever viciously attacked your patent knee high boots with pruning shears must be brought to justice and just say the word and we'll be happy to organize a posse and hunt he/she down vigilante style.

You're welcome.

Phat Tony Addendum: You know, Bets and I have always agreed that one can pull off almost anything, basically, if you're doing it confidently and with a style of your own. Confidence might just be the best accessory... and you, Mary Kate, I've got no doubt you've got confidence by the LV duffel-load (although I really think you could use this... no judgment, of course)... but no amount of confidence will help with gladiator sandals. We don't need to see those sandals, only to instantly become entranced by that optical illusion graph-like pattern all over your calves. Of course, maybe it's fun for you to see the white squares magically appearing wherever the black lines cross. I mean, sure, magic can be fun. Ask J.K. Rowling. Regardless, for your entertainment...