After what seemed like an endless (and fruitless) search for the perfect spectator / oxford, I finally found “the ones”.  Just the right mix of masculine and feminine with a hint of lazy convenience, thanks to the laceless elastic top, discreetly hidden under the tongue. Zero soft jazz shoe factor *phew*!

Thanks to my beloved boyfriend and urban outfitters, I can now attempt to do the tightrope in style.

“Now put some voodoo on it…”