Oh, how I love my slippers…the quiet moment when I first slip into them at days end. I love how my feet exhale when given respite from shoes that are too tight, too hard-soled or too pretty. That moment when I can finally take off the work clothing, the earrings and jacket…and don “cozy clothsies” which usually consist of sweat pants and thick wool socks, and my ever favorite squishy slippers. B-R-E-A-T-H-E, woman. Let. It. Go.