Sometimes I feel bad for ankles.
To start, they are bald. And bald heads are okay!!! They are great. But being a bald ankle attached to a leg that grows locks of hair within a day — can you imagine? It’s an impossible expectation for a limb to live up to.
Not to mention that they take quite a beating and carry the weight of our worlds on their shoulders.
It’s time for us to hold our ankles up, to make them feel good about themselves. They deserve indulgences all their own. Socks don’t count, of course, no matter how sparkly. Socks are ankle turtlenecks: chic but restrictive and necessary but not so indulgent. Sandals with wraps that go all haywire around the leg are fun, but those are really more for your feet. Yes, ankles need true focused displays of our affection — a gift that shows we care. We can’t really give them a ring…unless we pierce them (??? Can you do that ???) but we can drape them in lovely necklaces. Sorry — I mean anklets. ANKLE SPECIFIC. Bad habit.
Bony bendy bald dudes who withstand our weight and endure accidental leg-hair-bangs, consider this slideshow above an offering of our love. This summer’s all about you.
Photographed by Krista Anna Lewis, creative direction by Emily Zirimis.
