Vogue -
18 Dec 2015 03:28

Leaving work earlier this week, a colleague and I passed a line of well-dressed women outside of a buzzy local restaurant. I assumed that they were waiting for an overzealous bouncer to check their IDs--until we got closer. It wasn't a queue of would-be partiers passively waiting for entrée; they were actually very active, one shoe on, one shoe off, in a shaky Karate Kid Crane kick pose, teeter-tottering in a balancing act in an attempt to prevent their naked toes from touching the pavement. Th...
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