These once beautiful oxford laceups served me very well this summer. My friend Melke bought them as a gift for $2 at a yard sale and I wore them almost everyday. They sunk into cement and lived to tell the tale. And now, as you can see, the sides are only still with us because the laces keep them together and the woven pattern on the top must be doing something to maintain the rest of the shoe. But there are gaping holes. And I worry that they won’t last much longer.
