Zeros

Life & Occasions:  Ugly Shoes for Nothing It's a graduation year. The weather didn't get the memo. Neither did my feet. There's a rhythm to adult social life that anybody who lived through the AM radio era understands instinctively. You have your wedding years and your graduation years , and they alternate with the kind of cruel predictability that used to get worked into the bridge of a Dionne Warwick song. This is a graduation year. Which means outdoor events, potluck tables under a canopy that is slightly too small, and a sky that has been threatening since Thursday. You know how it goes. You stand in the closet for twelve minutes trying to thread the needle between festive and waterproof . You land, as you always do, on the shoes that look sensible. Not glamorous — you abandoned that when you saw the forecast — but at least not embarrassing. Except they are embarrassing, because the ones you own that look comfortable are not. The ones that actually are...