Apr 22, 2015

Self Cleaning Feet

Hi, this is Tania (not Sharleen). Yeah, she's been writing the last several posts here and you probably thought that little brat had taken over, huh? Just kidding! I love my little sis. But yeah, I've been kind of MIA (missing in action) because of school and everything else that keep me busy. But I'm still happily barefoot all the time, and my feet are really dirty. :)

Yeah, in fact that's what I'm writing about today. As I have previously said, I like to keep my feet dirty as a reminder and to show others that I'm an avid barefooter. Up until high school I had to wear shoes to school, so I couldn't keep my feet dirty all the time. Now that I'm in college I no longer have to wear shoes.

If you read my previous posts you probably remember that I was in yoga class twice a week, and we were required to have clean feet in class, so I would wear flip flops on those days. Well, I'm no longer in that class. It's a long story, but I basically got kicked out! So now I just do my own yoga at home in the backyard where nobody cares if my feet are filthy!

I still do karate, but I can come to class in dirty feet and they don't give a f*ck. In fact, my soles usually get even dirtier after class. So now I can say I'm a 100% barefooter and I never wash my feet. You may be thinking, don't I take a shower every day? Nope! Since I don't sweat that much, I don't shower very often. But shhh, let's keep that to ourselves, OK! My mom would die if she knew, and she would definitely kill me. Hahaha!

But you know what? Your feet tend to clean themselves even if you hardly ever wash them. One of the readers said this: "I am always barefoot, including at work. I rarely wash my feet, they feel and look better. Most of the time they are self cleaning. I travel all over the world and often have people say that they envy my resolve to never wear shoes. Some friends and family complain but I enjoy the freedom and the statement that my feet are my shoes."

dirty feet
Dirty soles
They're absolutely right as I have experienced it myself. But how do you get your feet clean without washing them? By walking on different surfaces. Let me start with the obvious. If you walk on a wet and clean surface like grass, for example, your soles will get pretty clean.

Another way to get your soles clean naturally is by walking on hard and rough surfaces like most city sidewalks. If your soles are black (like after walking around in the grocery store which is my favorite) try walking on a sidewalk for just a few minutes, and you will see them turn grayish. Whether you like that or not is a different story, however.

Now if you combine the above 2 methods, like walking on a sidewalk on a rainy day or right after it rains, the effect will be about the same as scrubbing your soles. In other words, they get super clean! Again, some of you may like it and some may not.

"My feet are my shoes" is another interesting part of the above comment, as I once read in a book about Hawaii that one of the characteristics of a "kama'aina" (translated "child of the land" or local) is that you consider bare feet your favorite form of footwear. Pretty cool, huh?

OK, that's it from me today. Sharleen will be back with the next post. It will be another very interesting one. So, stay tuned!

Mar 13, 2015

The Failed Cute (Barefoot) Girl Trick

by Sharleen W.L.

Aloha, this is Sharleen! Hope your enjoying life as its meant to be wherever you are, barefoot or not. This is going to be a very short post for a change. :) Enjoy it!

One evening my little brother Kevin and I were going out on a "mock date" (he loves to go out with his favorite sister).

I was barefoot and driving the BMW convertible with the top down. This car belongs to Tania and me (yeah, we used to share a room, now we share a car), and Kevin loves to ride in it especially when I'm driving.

So as soon as we entered the freeway, I pressed on the accelerator with my bare foot, the engine revved, and the car zoomed past all other vehicles.

Kevin had the thrill of his lifetime. He was like, "Wooww! You really know how to drive, girl!" He then jokingly said he felt like a million bucks riding in a hot car with a hot chick.

Being in a naughty mood, I did that once with mom in the car, and she almost had a heart attack. Of course, she gave me a good tongue-lashing, lol.

So we arrived at this little shopping strip as there was a store there I wanted to visit before going to dinner. I always try to find parking in the front first which is a lot more convenient than going to the parking building, but its usually a challenge. Well, that evening was no exception. There were a lot of cars and there was a parking attendant directing traffic. He was a young and quite good looking guy. :)

When my car approached him he told me to go to the parking building in the back. I saw an empty spot but there was a "no parking" sign, so I asked him if I could just park there for a few minutes. He said no, and I was like, "oh come on, we won't be long... pleeease...?" in a very friendly and a bit playful manner with a smile.

"Sorry, Miss, I can't let you do that" he replied also with a nice smile.
"Ok... ok...you have a great evening!" I said.
"You too, Miss!" he said.

cute barefoot girlI then said to Kevin, "sorry Kev, the cute girl trick didn't work this time." We both laughed. It works sometimes, though. Hey, it worked even in elementary school like when I went barefoot at school, haha! Well, sometimes you win, sometimes you don't, but you have fun either way. That's how you enjoy life.

As we were walking from the parking building to the store, we saw the parking attendant again, and we again said "hi" to each other. He was looking at my bare feet. He probably never expected me to be barefoot although its not that uncommon here on the islands to see someone barefoot driving a fancy car or wearing nice clothes.

So how was our date? It was fantastic. We both had a wonderful time. We tried to make it as real as possible so it would be a good learning experience for Kevin. He even took me home afterwards (to my room, haha!). But since we are siblings, there are certain things we just can't do. ;)

Well, I met this parking attendant guy again on another occasion. This time I was driving the family car (Mercedes GL 550) as we were going to a resterant there for a family dinner (I was barefoot as usual). We greeted each other like old friends, and he said to me, "you know where to park, right?" I laughed and said, "sure!"

Everyone was wondering how I knew him, and they all laughed when I told them the story. But mom said I should be ashamed of myself for ever trying to pull the cute girl trick. Hey, you've gotta have fun in life and not take things too seriously!

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when your trick fails, lol. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

Photo credits:
JLaw45 with CC BY-SA 2.0
Marin - FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Feb 13, 2015

Barefoot Girl, Favorite Sibling

by Sharleen W.L.

barefoot girlI wasn't always living the barefoot lifestyle when I was a kid. I never liked wearing anything on my feet, but in the beginning my barefooting was limited to inside and around the house. On occasion I would venture out barefoot in the streets of our neighborhood, but not in stores or other establishments.

My little brother Kevin has never been a barefooter. He would go barefoot inside the house as its the norm here on the islands, but once he stepped outside, even like to the backyard, he would wear Crocs (those shoes with holes on them), his favorite footwear.

When we were kids he loved to play and hang out with me coz he said I was the nicest of all his siblings. He was kinda scared of Tania as she used to be mean to him. You see, Tania used to have lots of issues as a child and could be nasty at times, but through a sequence of events, she managed to make a 180 degree turn. Today she could be Tony Robbins' assistant, haha! Kudos to her! Even mom has a lot of respect for her now.

Steve and Debbie were nice but their a lot older and often busy with school, so they very seldom spent time with him. I'm the closest to him in age (were like 18 months apart).

Tania and I always got along well, though even during her rough years. We shared a bedroom and always went to school together riding the bus. One time she went on a school retreat, and mom didn't want me to ride the bus by myself (I was 9 at the time), so she decided to drive both Kevin and me to school although we went to different schools. Kevin really enjoyed having me with him in the car to and from school.

He said I looked really cool in my school uniform which consisted of a dark brown plaid skirt, a white shirt with the school badge on it, a dark brown tie, and an optional dark brown handkerchief that stuck out of my shirt pocket. Yeah, my uniform looked really elegant and I really liked wearing it too. I would often leave it on for a while even after I got home and took off my shoes and socks.

One day after school we were both sitting in the living room. I was barefoot but still in full uniform, and was playing with my phone. Kevin was looking at me like in fascination thinking that I didn't notice, but when I looked back at him he quickly looked away. Then I asked him nonchalantly, "Kev, why were you looking at me?"

He was like, "uh...no I wasn't!" and he quickly picked up a magazine and flipped through the pages. I giggled and he became even more nervous.

Feeling bad, I later said to him, "hey Kev, why don't you come sit here next to me!"

He was a little stunned and was like, "uh...why?"

I told him, "coz I wanna show you this really fun game!" He hesitated so I said, "come on, your gonna love it!" After a while playing games together he was finally at ease.

Let me digress and tell you a funny story. Well, maybe not really that funny.

***begin digression***

One day we had relatives visiting us and one of them casually asked Kevin who his favorite sibling was, expecting him to say it was Steve our oldest brother as he's the only male sibling so they figured he would relate to him most. But to their surprise he said it was me.

When they asked him why, he said, "because she's the nicest, she's never mean, she plays with me a lot, and also because...she's very pretty!" and he giggled a little. He said it all with such purity and innocence but everyone was kinda shocked to hear it, especially that last part.

I overheard the whole thing as I happened to be sitting in the library right next to the family room where the conversation took place. I wasn't really shocked, though coz I had sensed it already from the way he sometimes acted when he was with me (read above), but I was surprised he told it to others.

Well, he later learned that I heard all he said to the relatives, and he freaked out. He was sooo embarrassed that he refused to talk to me or even come near me for days! Everytime he saw me he would run away embarrassed which actually made me sad. He wouldn't even go to the tent, our favorite hang-out place (read below).

So mom finally intervened and told him that he did nothing wrong, and there was nothing to be ashamed of as he only spoke nice things about me. It took him a while to overcome his feelings, but we gradually became close to each other again. Even today he still blushes when he remembers that incident.

***end digression***

Since we were having so much fun playing games together, we decided to do it again the next morning on the way to school. So he and I sat together in the back seat (normally one of us would sit in the front). Since we were in a hurry I decided to put on my socks and shoes later in the car. But as we were so busy playing games I totally forgot to do that.

So we arrived at my school and I realized that I was still barefoot! Mom scolded me for not putting them on earlier as there were lots of cars around, and we couldn't stop too long in front of the school.

She just went on and on, so as I was stepping out of the car I said to her, "mom, chill! Or your gonna grow lots of gray hair!"

She barked, "hey, how dare you talk to me like that!" But by then I already shut the door, and I giggled and made faces at her as I ran toward the school entrance. Kevin was grinning in amusement.

On the way home I took off my shoes and socks in the car wanting to feel comfortable. But mom decided to stop at the grocery store. Ok, so...what was I supposed to do? It was too much of a hassle to put my socks and shoes back on, but it was too hot to wait in the car.

So I asked her if I could just go into the store barefoot (now this took place after the barefoot sisters* story, so I was already starting to go barefoot in stores and such). But mom vehemently objected.

She scolded me the second time that day, saying I was still in uniform and it would be totally inappropriate to go barefoot in public, and I shouldn't have taken off my shoes so fast. She later relented and said, "well, you don't have to put your socks on if you don't want to, just wear your shoes!" I was like, "yay!" that wouldn't be all that bad. Btw, this happened shortly before they dropped the socks requirement as told in the barefoot at school** story.

While Tania was gone Kevin wanted us to sleep together at night. I had a queen bed but my room was off limits to him as it was practically Tania's room too, and he didn't want to have anything to do with her. But his bed was a twin which was not big enough for both of us to sleep in.

I told him I could bring a sleeping bag and sleep on the floor in his room. He said he should be the one sleeping on the floor. So we were arguing back and forth, and dad heard us, and he came up with a brilliant idea. He said, "since your both willing to sleep in a sleeping bag, why not do it outside in a tent!" We happened to have a 2-person tent which was perfect.

We were excited beyond belief! Imagine how much fun we would have camping out in the backyard. So dad set up the tent in the backyard near the pool, and we had a fantastic time together. I would often read stories to him although he said he liked it better when mom did it since I sounded like a little kid! Duh! We also played lots of games and ate lots of snacks. Even in the daytime after school we would hang out in the tent and do a lot of fun stuff.

Kevin had a meltdown right before Tania came home. He said I would go back to Tania and wouldn't spend that much time with him anymore. We wouldn't be going to school together, and we would say goodbye to our tent. He was crying which made me sad too.

So when Tania came home we made a deal - I would sleep in the room with her from Monday to Thursday, and would sleep in the tent with Kevin on weekends (Friday to Sunday). That actually worked out pretty well. Everyday after school he and I were still able to hang out in the tent. And we both always looked forward to the weekends.

Ok, here's a funny story. Like I said, Kevin always wore his Crocs outside the house. So in the beginning he would wear them even to the tent. I told him to just leave his shoes at the door and walk barefoot to the tent. He refused, saying he wouldn't want to get his feet dirty again after washing them before bedtime. Yeah, mom taught all of us this ritual of washing our feet before going to bed (sigh!), and being a good boy, Kevin was always obedient.

I told him we didn't need to wash our feet before bed when we were sleeping outside. Besides, his feet wouldn't get that dirty just from walking barefoot in the backyard. He wouldn't listen, so one Friday evening I decided to hide his Crocs. Yeah, I was the nicest and was never mean, right? Lol.

When it came time for us to go to the tent he was frustrated as he couldn't find his Crocs. He strongly suspected that I took 'em and of course, I denied it. Then he said. "I'm gonna tell mom and she's gonna twist your ear!" Ouch! Yeah, that was mom's favorite method of punishing her naughty kids. But would Kevin have the heart to let that happen to his favorite sister? :p

I laughed and said, "go ahead, tell her! You can't prove that I took your shoes!" He screamed in frustration.

Then I grabbed his hand and tried to drag him to the tent while he was barefoot, telling him not to be a sissy. But being a boy, he was actually stronger than me. He resisted  and I failed. He was going to get another pair of shoes, so I told him, "forget it, Kev! Your being very difficult. Either you come with me now or I'll just sleep in my room tonight, and you can do whatever!"

Well, that got him thinking. And more frustrated. Desicion time! Sleeping in the tent was a big thing for him, but he would never do it by himself. So he finally said, "ok, I'll go now" and begrudgingly walked towards the tent in his bare feet.

When we got into the tent I said to him, "now that wasn't really that bad, was it?"

He admittedly said, "no, coz the grass is soft. It wasn't like that time when we went barefoot to the mall and resterant where I stepped on a lot of stuff that hurt my feet." (Read Barefoot Sisters*).

I laughed and pulled out his Crocs that I had hidden in there. Once again he screamed, "aaargh! I knew it! Your the one who took 'em!"

"So...are you still gonna tell mommy?" I teased, already knowing the answer.

He was quiet for a few seconds and then pouted and shook his head. I giggled and told him he should learn to loosen up. Well, he eventually gave up his "hygienic" habit.

Btw, all this happened prior to the embarrassing incident above, so he apparently overlooked it.

Dad took down the tent at the start of the rainy season (the winter months) for we wouldn't want to sleep outside when it was raining hard. Besides, the temperature can go down to the 60s at night which is a bit chilly. Then dad bought Kevin a queen bed so that both he and I could sleep in his room comfortably whenever it was raining or too cold.

This went on for a couple of years and we enjoyed it very much until it came time when we both agreed that it was no longer appropriate for us to sleep together. The backyard near the pool is still our favorite place to hang out today although there's no longer a tent. Yes, Kevin still goes barefoot there but that's about the extent of his barefooting.

Today we are very close and open with each other like best friends. He often comes to me for advice on life issues (since I'm older and wiser, lol). He doesn't currently have a girlfriend and likes going places with me and make people think I'm his gf. Yes, even when I'm barefoot.

We both know he likes me in more ways than one - my positive attitude, my playfulness, as well as my physical attributes. So we set boundaries and there are certain lines we never cross. We love each other as siblings and best friends. He told me he wished to have a gf with my qualities although he wouldn't be too disappointed if she wasn't a barefooter, haha!

I told him, "don't worry, one day you'll find her, but you've gotta look and can't be too shy."

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

*Barefoot Sisters
**Barefoot at School

Jan 13, 2015

Barefoot and Pregnant?

When a barefoot girl got sick

by Sharleen W.L.

barefoot and pregnant
Barefoot and pregnant
11:30pm Sunday night - I just get home after a fun night out with friends. I'm barefoot as usual and my feet are pretty dirty but I'm really sleepy and tired, so I don't bother washing them before entering the house. I go straight to my bedroom upstairs, quickly brush my teeth, take everything off, and jump into bed and hug my Emo (teddy bear) tight. Yes, this is one of those instances Tania mentioned in one of her posts.*

I'm awaken around 3am with a crampy tummy ache. At first I thought it was just gas and tried to continue sleeping. But the pain gets worse and now I'm also really queasy. I can't hold it anymore, so I run to the bathroom and throw up. Cold sweat runs down my neck. I'm kinda scared as this has never happened before. The last time I threw up was when I was 7 and got car-sick.

I need to let my parents know, but I'm too weak to go down to the master bedroom. So I put on something comfortable and call mom's cell phone. Mom rushes up to my room followed by dad. I tell 'em what happened and mom's really nervous. Dad remains calm, however. From looking at me he doesn't think we need to go to the hospital. He tells me to drink plenty of liquid and try to go back to sleep.

He strokes my head, kisses me and says, "don't worry sweetheart, your gonna feel much better in the morning. Trust me!"

"Ok daddy," I reply smiling faintly.

Mom decides to sleep in my room as there's another bed there (the one Tania used to sleep in when we were sharing the room). Its comforting to have mom with me but that also means I have to sleep wearing clothes. Bummer! ;) After drinking lots of water and juice I lay back in bed and slowly fall back to sleep with Emo in my arms.

I wake up as the sun shines through my window. I look at the clock and its a few minutes after 8. Mom's not there. Everyone must be eating breakfast downstairs. I'm feeling better but still a little weak. I quickly wash up and head down to the dining room. Everyone's so happy to see me. I still have no appetite though, so I just eat like 3 pieces of fruits and drink a cup of hot tea.

Mom calls my doctor's office to see if she can see me this morning. She just wants to make sure I don't have anything serious. They happen to have an opening at 10:30. That means I won't be going to school this morning which is ok since I don't like that math class anyway, especially after the prof yelled at me the other day.**

"Are you going barefoot?" asks mom as were ready to leave for the doctor's office.
I'm like, "of course, mommy! The doctor has seen me barefoot before and she's fine with it."
"Yeah, but if your not feeling well maybe you should wear something on your feet!" she says.
I'm like, "aw come on mom, I'm fine!"

Mom doesn't argue any further but I find it amusing that after all these years she still tries to talk me out of going barefoot every now and then, despite knowing its an effort in futility. :)

My doctor is a young lady who once told me she also likes to go barefoot and does it occasionally when she's off work, but I've never run into her outside the clinic.

So I'm laying on the exam table with the bottoms of my feet facing mom as the doctor checks me out. The doc says she needs to go get something and will be right back.

When she's out of the room mom asks me, "how come your feet are so dirty already? We didn't walk that far from the car!"

U-oh, here comes trouble! I'm caught off guard and have no choice but to fess up.

So I cringe and I'm like, "oh...uh...because...well...I was really tired last night so I didn't wash my feet before going to bed."

Mom glares at me and opens her mouth ready to give me a tongue-lashing. Then as if by magic the door swings open and the doc is back in the room. Ohh...thank you universe!

The doc politely asks mom to wait outside as she wants to talk to me privately. So she asks me a few personal questions and gives me some advice. She believes I have some sort of food poisoning from something I ate yesterday. She says since I'm healthy, my body will take care of itself, so she doesn't even give me any medication. But she orders some tests just to be sure everything's fine.

By the time we leave the clinic mom has completely forgotten about my dirty feet as were talking about other stuff. Yes, life is magical like that. :) We decide to have an early lunch since I ate very little this morning and now I'm kinda hungry. We choose a vegetarian cafe in town. Mom says its better for my tummy and I agree.

After lunch we head back home. Normally I would now wash my feet but you know what? I'm actually thinking of going to school. I'd get bored at home and besides, I have 2 of my favorite classes this afternoon (Sociology and Psychology) which I'd hate to miss. I haven't made up my mind yet, though. Its only noon, and I have about an hour to relax and decide.

So I go up to my room with my feet still dirty. I read a chapter from the Psychology textbook and take a short nap. Its nice to nap in my own bed with Emo which I don't get to do very often.

At about 1pm I go down and ask mom if she's willing to drive me to campus and I can come home with Tania later. She's a little surprised and says I should just rest the entire day but after hearing my reasons, she agrees to take me.

Mom drops me off in front of the main campus. As soon as her car is out of sight I lite up a cigarette and smoke as I walk to class.

I won't be seeing my boyfriend today, so we'll just have to make it up tomorrow with a super hot one, lol.


6:30pm - I'm back home. Were going out for dinner tonight so my dirty feet go unwashed yet again :) Were going to a seafood resterant on the other side of the island, so we'll be leaving a little early - like in 15 minutes.

Dad decides to take the Mercedes SUV (GL 550) instead of the Toyota minivan. I quickly jump on the opportunity.

"Ooo daddy, can I drive? Please, please...?"
Dad looks at me and asks, "are you feeling well enough to drive? Its quite far, you know?"
"Of course, daddy! I'm as good as new!"
"Ok then," he says handing me the keys.
"Yay, thank you daddy!"
He smiles and hugs me. "Love you sweetheart!"
"Love you too daddy!"

At first I thought dad was going to sit in the front with me, but he lets Kevin (my little bro) do that instead.

I just love driving this GL 550. I feel like I'm piloting a luxury aircraft. At night the mood lighting makes it even more pleasant. Btw, I always drive barefoot. Even when I'm wearing flip flops I always take 'em off when I drive. That way I can feel the pedals really well. Some people believe its illegal to drive barefoot which is absolutely untrue! It should be the other way around - they should make it illegal to drive with anything on your feet as it impedes your control of the pedals.

I like to speed when driving our BMW convertible (which gives Kevin a thrill but makes mom nervous, lol), but with this car I just take it easy, especially with the whole family onboard.

Dad has The Moody Blues CD playing in the car. There's one particular song that I really like - Nights in White Satin and I sing along as it plays. Kinda strange to like a song that was released long before I was born. What's even stranger is that this is not a particularly happy song, especially the poem at the end called Late Lament which is a bit depressing, actually. Yet I feel good vibes when listening to this song. I find it sentimental and somewhat soothing.

I comment on that and mom says, "well, maybe because you have a positive disposition, so your able to filter out all the negative energy and take in the positive."

I'm like, "wow, that's pretty deep mom, and your oh, so sweet!"
"But its true!" she says as she hugs me from behind. "And I commend you for driving very smoothly tonight," she adds.
"Why, thank you mommy!"
You see, mom can be a little mean sometimes but I know she really loves me.

I really enjoy the sumptuous dinner at the resterant as I have fully regained my appetite.

As we get back into our town I ask mom and dad if its ok stop by the drug store as I need to buy shampoo and conditioner. They agree but tell me to just go in by myself as no one else needs anything from the store. So I park the car and walk across the lot to the store. I suddenly have a funny feeling that I'm being watched...by a lot of eyes.

Inside the store I take a look at my soles. Wow, their black from 2 days of going barefoot without being washed! I better wash 'em good when I get home. :) Or...should I just be like Tania and sleep in my filthy feet for another night? That'd be pretty wild! After all I'll be taking a shower tomorrow morning, so why waste water, right? But then again, I hate to make my tub all dirty. Well, I'll decide what to do later when I get home.

I grab the shampoo and conditioner and head to the cashier. Since I'm running low on cigarettes I decide to buy a pack. The cashier asks for my ID as I look under-age. "Is this for yourself?" she asks.
I'm like, "yeah." She smiles and says, "have a wonderful night!"
"Thanks, you too!" I reply.

"So did you get everything you need?" asks mom as I get back in the car.
"Yes, I did" I say, quickly handing the bag to Kevin for I don't want mom or dad to get ahold of it and see the contents. ;)

11.00pm - I'm reading in my room and there's a knock on my door. Its Kevin.
I'm like, "hey, what's up bud?"
"Lynn (my nickname), your not gonna believe this!" he says as soon as he sits down.
I'm like, "what?!"

"Ok, as you were walking towards the store we were all looking at you." (Aha, that explains the funny feeling I had)."You know...you were looking really hot in your outfit, barefoot and everything..." (I was wearing my favorite outfit - a pair of torn denim shorts and a cami with my midriff slightly exposed). "...you really looked like a..." he pauses.

"Yes...?" I ask with anticipation, smiling at the same time.
"Well...like a very free-spirited girl," he says.
I'm like, "oh..." breathing a sigh of relief as I was expecting to hear something worse, lol. "Ok, so what happened?" I asks.

"Well, mom said something very softly, almost whispering, to dad but I think everyone heard it, at least I did..." he pauses again.

So I'm like, "well come on, what did she say?"
"Um...she said, 'do you think she's pregnant?'"

I burst out laughing when I hear that. Mom must really be worried. "And what did dad say?"
"He said, 'well, I certainly hope not!'" and I laugh some more.

"What do YOU think Kev?" I asks teasingly.
"Well, I uh...I dunno, Lynn! It never occured to me until mom mentioned it. So...are you?" he asks back.

I can't contain myself anymore. "Hahahaha, you little twerp! Now get outta here, I wanna study!" and I smack his arm really good.
"Ow!" he screams as he walks out. I betcha his curiosity is even stronger now, lol.


8:20am a couple of days later.

We just get done eating breakfast when my phone rings. Its my doctor calling to tell me she got my test results back, and their all normal. So I pass on the good news to everyone. But I can't resist saying this, "Oh...by the way, I'm not pregnant. Sorry to disappoint you guys!"

Suddenly there's dead silence as everyone is shocked to hear that and they all look at me in disbelief while I grin in amusement.

"Whose talking about being pregnant?" asks Debbie breaking the silence.

Dad in his wisdom quickly tries to dissolve the awkward situation saying, "well, it did cross our minds but there's no disappointment here as were glad we were wrong, and were sorry we misjudged you, Lynn!"

"Its ok daddy, no big deal," and I go on to say, "but dad, what would you do if I was pregnant?"

"First of all, we'll always love you no matter what, and I hope you know that, but that doesn't mean its ok for you to just get pregnant. What we would do would depend on a lot of factors like who the father is, etc., and I'd rather not talk about it at this point since it would all be speculative as your not pregnant now."

"Ok, fair enough," I say still smiling.

Barefoot and not pregnant
Mom is tight-lipped the entire time, she doesn't even smile. I can tell she's not amused by my smart ass remarks. So I'm barefoot but not pregnant :) and how do I know? Well, that's a secret! :p

Now did you (yeah, you reading this!) also think I was pregnant? Are you happy that I'm not? Or perhaps you were hoping I was, as you think I deserve it for being so free and naughty? Well, sorry to disappoint you, lol. Or maybe you don't give a  f c u k?  Fine! :p

Oh, one more thing before I go...

There's actually an album called Barefoot and Pregnant by a band named The Dollyrots. The songs are joyful, and I really like the cute cover. Looks like me and my boyfriend, lol! Anyway, click on it and check it out, you may like it too.

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when you get sick and your family thinks your pregnant :) So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

*Clean vs dirty bare feet
**Going barefoot in college

Disclaimer: This blog does not advocate smoking. You should not smoke especially if you are pregnant!

Dec 29, 2014

A Day in the Life of a Barefoot College Student

by Sharleen W.L.

barefoot college student
Photo credit: Jorah Mormont with CC BY-SA 2.0
I just started college a few months ago and so far I'm loving it. There is so much more freedom than in high school and not the least is the ability to go to school barefoot. Some people ask what its like and so I decided to write "a day in the life" type of article. Enjoy!

Its 7am Monday morning and I wake up feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. Actually I'm having a bad cold, so my nose is pretty stuffy but I feel rested nontheless and excited about the day ahead. Unlike many people, I love Mondays coz to me Monday is the start of a brand new week full of opportunities, a new chapter in my book of life ready to be filled with exciting experiences and adventures.

After washing up and everything, I walk over to the game room to join the family for our morning meditation. Yeah, its dad's idea to meditate together every morning and everyone loves it. The room has an ocean view and the sound of waves adds to the serenity.

My 2 older sisters Debbie and Tania, and little brother Kevin are already there and I bid them good morning as I walk in.

"Good morning Lynn" (my nickname), "how are you this morning?" asks Debbie.
"Oh wonderful!" I reply with my congested voice.

She laughs and says, "that's what I love about you. You always have a positive attitude even when your not feeling that great."

"Well, that's how you feel better," I reply smiling and sniffling.

Tania is sitting next to her crossed legged, her feet dirty as usual lol, and she winks at me. "Now that we no longer sleep in the same room, I don't have to catch a cold everytime you do anymore," she says and I grin cheerfully.

Yeah, Tania and I shared a bedroom until just recently when our oldest brother Steve got married and moved out, and she moved into his room.

Mom and dad walk in a couple minutes later and we start our meditation. After that we head down to the dining room as mom has prepared a healthy and yummy breakfast.

After breakfast Tania and I leave for school. She used to take the bus but since I started college we decided to drive as its easier for us to hang out together and go places after school which we really enjoy. I'm wearing my favorite outfit - a pair of destroyed denim shorts and a cami. Oh, and were both barefoot, of course. We don't even bring slippers (flip flops) along.

Its her turn to drive today so I can just sit and relax and prop my bare feet on the dashboard. We both love to do that. Our car is a BMW convertible and we always drive it with the top down when its not raining, and not seldom we draw cute guys' attention. :) We don't put our bare feet up when mom is with us though, as she hates it and would yell at us.

We arrive at the campus parking lot around 9:30. We have to walk quite a bit to our classes but they don't start until 10, so we actually have ample time. We walk leisurely to the main campus and part ways to go to our classes.

Although there are a few other barefoot students on campus, I'm usually the only one barefoot in most of my classes, but that never bothers me. I love to be different.

My first class happens to be Math which is not my favorite but is a required course so I just have to make the best of it.

The professor is an older man who is quite stern. I'm sitting next to David (no, he's not my boyfriend) and were talking and giggling softly as the prof is lecturing. Suddenly he barks at us, "David and Sharleen, you wanna talk?! Maybe you should both go outside and talk!" All heads turn towards us and we just look down feeling embarrassed. I feel like I'm back in elementary school, being scolded in class, haha!

As he continues lecturing I glance at David, and I can tell he's pissed. As were walking out he says, "I can't believe he treated us like little kids, how dare he embarrassed us in front of the whole class!" I tell him to just take it easy and cheer up as its not worth feeling miserable over, and wish him a wonderful rest of the day.

My next class won't be until after lunch, so I get together with some of my other classmates to discuss the math problems the prof gave us. We sit under a huge banyan tree where its nice and cool. They look at my bare feet and one of them asks, "are you always barefoot?" and another one says, "yeah, do you ever wear shoes?"

I laugh and say, "I hate wearing shoes and have not worn them since I graduated from high school. I go barefoot everywhere most of the time, just wear flip flops every now and then." and their like, "wow!"

I do own shoes though, but only wear 'em to formal occasions like weddings and stuff like that.

I reach for a cigarette in my backpack and lite it up. My friends are like, "Oh no, here you go again!" and I giggle. You see, they have been giving me shlt about it, telling me how bad it is, bla bla bla. I know that, but I'm not addicted, I only smoke 1 or 2 a day and i can quit whenever I want to. And I'm considerate as I always try to blow the smoke away from them.

I have to admit I'm being a bit rebellious. Smoking, like going barefoot is frowned upon by many and I love breaking taboos, and in college I have the freedom to do it.

Just wanna make something clear, though. I'm not advocating smoking. Like I said I'm being rebellious and that doesn't mean you should do what I do. Even Tania whose pretty rebellious herself says smoking is not in alignment with my generally positive attitude toward life and overall healthy lifestyle. Something that makes me go "hmm..." lol.

Now barefooting is a little different though, as there's actually health benefits of doing it. (There's a post about it on this blog which you can read). So I do recommend you try it.

After the study session I walk over to the cafeteria to have lunch with my boyfriend. He is not a barefooter but doesn't mind me going barefoot all the time. I take a quik look at my soles as I'm seated. Their greyish, not really that dirty yet. Cool! After lunch we go over to his dorm room.

He doesn't have any roomate which is nice so we can have really hot...er...well, I won't say it but I think most of you know what I mean, hehe! You see, I can't get through a day without it. It kinda gives me an energy boost. Its one of the things that make life magical! (When my little bro Kevin read this he said it sounded like coffee. Hmm...lol).

I feel a little tired today though, maybe because of my cold too. So I take a short nap (or power nap as Tania likes to call it) in his room before going to my next class. I'm lucky to have a bf who lives in the dorm so I don't have to nap in the library like she does. You can read her interesting story about it later if you haven't already.

After like 20 minutes my bf wakes me up as its time to go to my first afternoon class. As it happens quite often when I'm having a bad cold, I have snot flowing out my nose while asleep (eew! I know, sorry! lol). I don't have any tissue with me, so my bf runs across the hallway to the bathroom (which is for boys only) and gets me some toilet paper to blow my nose.

He scolds me, "I can't believe a pretty girl like you can be so gross! Your a college student, not a preschooler! How can you not carry any tissue when your having a cold!" I just giggle and tell him I forgot. He calms down and tells me he loves me anyway, and that actually one of the things he likes about me is that I'm wild and carefree.

You see, at home i blow my nose in the sink which may sound gross to some but its actually not as I can wash my nose and hands right away, and its greener than using tissue especially when you have a lot of snot, lol. That's actually the fun part of having a cold. When I go out I try to bring tissue coz I may not always have access to a restroom but often times I forget, and today is one of those days.

So what do I do when my nose is running and I don't have a tissue? Well, the most logical and practical thing - blow a snot rocket, lol! which I've done a couple times today. Yeah, girls do it too. But its kinda embarrassing, though so I try to do it like behind a tree or something where not many people can see.  Otherwise, I just sniffle until I get to a restroom.

Hahaha, I'll probably be chastised for writing about all that on a barefoot blog but who cares, its fun! Grossing people out is my specialty. Heck, some people think going barefoot is disgusting too.

Anyway... my next class is Sociology, a really interesting subject. I have to walk quite a bit from the dorm so I start off pretty early. Well, I wind up being a little too early as I get there 20 minutes before the class starts. Hmm...what should I do? I think I have time for another cigarette, so I lite one up and head to the grassy area next to the building. I sit down cross legged with my sun glasses on, and enjoy my cigarette.

Suddenly I hear someone call out my name, "Sharleen!" I look back and see my friend Jennifer walk towards me. We happen to be in the same Sociology class.

I wave to her and she's like, "Hey, I didn't know you smoke!"
"Well, now you do!" I reply giggling. "Want one?" I offer her a cigarette.
"Oh no, no! I don't smoke, and you shouldn't either!" she says disapprovingly.
I'm like, "Well, I only smoke 1 or 2 a day, no big deal."
"What, 1 or 2 packs?"
"Haha, no! 1 or 2 cigarettes!"
"Oh...but still, its better to not smoke at all coz its like putting poison into your body. Every little bit can hurt."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll quit when I'm ready to," I reply calmly with a smile.
She's like, "ok, fine!"

Soon I finish my cigarette and its time to go to class, so I throw the butt on the ground and say to Jen, "hey, watch this!" as I squash it under my bare sole then pick it up with my toes and put it in the trash.

She's quite impressed. "Wow, that's pretty cool! Although kinda gross hahaha! Doesn't it hurt though?"

"Nope! The skin of my soles has become pretty thick from walking barefoot all the time, so it doesn't hurt. It just feels a little warm, that's all. But hey, don't ever tell my parents that you saw me smoking, ok...or I'll be dead meat!" I say to her.

"Ahaha! Now I know how to blackmail you!" she says. So I kick her butt (playfully) and she's like, "owww!" and we both giggle and walk to class.

Jen and I have been good friends since elementary school. She doesn't go barefoot but doesn't like shoes either, so she wears flip flops all the time.

There's some handouts for us at the front of the class, so we walk over to get one. The instructor, an older lady, looks at my bare feet and smiles. I smile back and sit down next to Jen.

My second afternoon class, and the last one for the day, is Psychology which is one of my favorites. So although its getting towards the end of the day I still manage to be alert.

As I get out of that class, I text Tania to meet me in front of the cafetaria so we can walk back together to the car. I look at the bottoms of my feet and their pretty yucky now after walking barefoot on campus all day. The little black spot from the cigarette is still there. I don't mind getting my feet dirty as its part of being a barefooter but unlike some people, I don't find them attractive.

Photo credit: D. Sharon Pruitt with CC BY-SA 2.0
To me attractive soles are clean, pink, and soft (just like in the pic above) but I can't have them if I go barefoot all the time. So I usually get a pedicure like once a month and then take a break from barefooting for like a week.

During that time I wear flip flops everywhere outside the house and put lotion on my feet every night before bed so they look nice. A week is about all I can stand though, as my soles long to touch the ground again, lol.

Ok, its only 4:30 so Tania and I decide to go to our favorite Starbucks near campus to hang out and have some latte before heading home. That way we also avoid the peak of rush hour traffic.

"So did you have another hot one today?" she asks as we sit down and I'm like, "yep sure did! and it was really good after not having any all weekend." and she's like, "aw you lucky lil devil! I'm so f'ing jealous!" We both laugh. College life is fantastic.

I call mom to ask if were eating in or out tonight. She says were eating out which means I don't have to wash my feet when I get home. I'll just wipe them really good on the door mat so I don't track a lot of lose dirt in. I'll wash my feet when we get home from dinner.

We arrive home around 6:30 and we have a little time before heading out again for dinner, so I hang out with Kevin in the backyard by the pool and talk about life. :)

At 7:15 we all get in the minivan and dad drives us to our favorite casual resterant by the beach where we have a really nice dinner. Tania and I are the only ones barefoot and everyone's cool with it. But while walking in I step on something sticky on the floor and my right sole is all sticky now, yuck! But that's part of living the barefoot lifestyle. :) On the way home we stop by Baskin Robbins for some ice cream, yum yum!

We get back home around 9:30, I wash my feet in front of the garage and head upstairs to my room to do homework and some studying before going to bed.

The night is cool and breezy so there's no need for AC, and I leave the windows open. I hear crickets chirping in the garden down below and the waves breaking in the distant. Very soothing! My feet are clean, well not squeeky clean but good enough, so I put them up and sit cross legged at my desk and get started with my homework.

I look at the clock as I finish studying. Its almost 11:30. Time to wind down and get ready for bed. So I play some relaxing music on my computer and pick up my favorite personal development book - The Power by Rhonda Byrne. Its a great book which I've read before but I'm re-reading it as I always learn something new everytime.

I read for about 15 minutes, then I sit on the floor and meditate for 10 minutes with the music still playing softly. As I'm done I walk to the bathroom and take everything off (yes everything), brush my teeth and blow my nose. I laugh as I recall what happened in the dorm earlier.

I turn off the music and lights and climb into my soft comfy queen bed. I grab Emo my teddy bear and hug him tight.

Its a little past midnight and a wonderful day has come to an end but no worries, a new one awaits me in the morning. Now its time for some sweet dreams as the sounds of crickets still chirping and the waves in the distant lull me to sleep...

Well, I hope you enjoyed reading about my typical barefoot day. Btw, Tania said I should learn to spell better, especially now that I'm a college student. :p But she also said she wasn't going to make any corrections, so this article was posted as-is. So sorry for my bad spelling. If you can catch all the mistakes, that is. :p

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when your having a bad cold and your prof and even bf yell at you, lol. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

You may also be interested in these articles:

Barefoot and pregnant
My latest fun article.

Barefoot sisters - how it all started.
With Tania's influence I would of eventually become a barefooter anyway, but that incident certainly accelerated it.

Barefoot in elementary school
I was confronted by a teacher for going barefoot at school.

Barefoot in the principal's office
The title says it all :)

Oct 8, 2014

Barefoot Halloween Costumes

barefoot cavewoman costume
Barefoot cavewoman costume
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Have you ever worn a barefoot Halloween costume? By that I mean a costume that can or should be worn barefooted. For instance, if you dress as Tarzan or a Hobbit you would not wear anything on your feet. A pair of shoes that look like bare feet are not what I'm talking about here.

Well, I have gone barefoot on Halloween as a pirate, Tarzan/jungle man, and Tom Sawyer, and I had a blast.

So the question is, where can you go barefoot on Halloween night? How about trick-or-treating? Yeah, if you're still at the right age or you have kids of your own, you certainly want to give it a serious thought as it's really fun to go out barefoot on Halloween. You can also attend a party wearing a barefoot costume.  Don't be afraid of getting dirty feet. You can always wash them later.

Obviously, if you're not going out, you can be barefoot at home while hosting a Halloween party or just entertaining the little ghosts, goblins, and witches. In this case you don't even have to worry about getting your feet dirty or cold.

Needless to say, you have to use common sense. You should go out barefooted on Halloween only if you live in a warm place where it's still quite comfortable to be barefoot outside that time of the year. You also need to make sure you're in a safe and well kept neighborhood where there aren't a lot of broken glasses or other sharp objects on the streets because remember, you will be walking around in the dark for a good part of the evening.

So what characters can you dress as barefooted? I mentioned Tarzan and jungle man earlier, and they are the simplest characters to dress as, since all you need is a loincloth! But if you prefer to wear a fancier costume, they are available too.

Barefoot caveman costume
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Other similar characters include Jane, Jungle Jim, and caveman/woman. My friend Tania loves to wear a jungle woman costume like the one shown at the top of the page while her little sister loves to dress as a barefoot witch.

Barefoot witch
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OK, what other characters can you dress barefoot as? Here's a list. Some of them are pretty obvious while the others are not, but they look so natural in bare feet.

  • The Flintstones
  • The Hulk
  • angel/fairy
  • Native American
  • pirate
  • wench
  • hula dancer

Can you think of anything else? Someone mentioned hobbits. Yeah, hobbits are great but the thing is, many people wear shoes that look like bare feet instead of actually going barefoot when they dress as a hobbit. In fact those shoes are called hobbit feet I believe, complete with artificial hair and everything. Now to me that looks gross! :)

Well, you get the idea. So, why not wear a barefoot Halloween costume this year and impress your family, friends, and neighbors.

Sep 12, 2014

Barefoot at School Again | in the Principal's Office

by Sharleen W.L.

Note from Tania: my little sister Sharleen wrote this story and asked me to post it here. She will also be writing the next few articles on this blog. Enjoy!

I wish I had gone to one of the public schools that allow students to go barefoot to school. Actually, I almost transferred to one, but for a number of reasons we finally decided against it. So what's a barefoot girl to do? Well, try to go sans shoes at school as often as possible which I did, and this time I got to do it in the principal's office.

This took place when I was in elementary school. 4th grade to be exact.

One Saturday morning I went out shopping at the mall with my mom and little brother Kevin. As usual I was barefoot. Yeah, in the beginning mom didn't approve of me and my sister going barefoot in public places but she finally gave in and now she's ok with it.

As we were walking around in the mall we ran into my school principal Mrs. Scott (not her real name). We were both surprised to see each other. I was expecting her to say something about my lack of footwear, but to my surprise (and delight), she didn't. Apparently she didn't think anything of it. After all this is Hawaii, right? Quite a few people especially kids go out and about in their bare feet.

Before going our separate ways she asked me if I would like to take a picture with her. I said "sure." So mom took our picture and it turned out really nice. I was wearing a light purple polo shirt and white shorts, and my bare feet were in full view. Mrs. Scott was wearing a long dark blue dress. The colorful tropical flowers in the background made it picture perfect.

I was really surprised when I went into Mrs. Scotts's office about a week later and saw that picture hanging on the wall. I said, "wow, Mrs. Scott, you have our picture on the wall!"

"Yep," she replied. "I really love it! You look so natural just like an island girl with the beautiful flowers in the background."

There were other pictures on the wall of her with a bunch of students together, but there was none with just one particular student. So I felt kinda special.

Anyway, a couple of weeks later Mrs. Scott asked me to help her with a special project which required me to spend about an hour or so with her in her office every Friday after school for a few weeks. So the first day I was sitting in there working I thought to myself, wouldn't it be nice if I could be barefoot? Wonder if she would let me. Well, let's find out!

barefoot schoolgirl
Barefoot in uniform
So I went over to her and asked, "Mrs. Scott, uh...is it ok if I take my shoes off? I would feel more relaxed and be able to get things done quicker." That last part was actually bs which I felt I needed to throw in to help convince her.

She was a little hesitant but finally said, "Um...well...ok, go ahead!"

I was like "yes!" (but didn't vocalize it, though). So I sat down and took my sneakers off. Since I wasn't wearing socks, I was immediately barefoot. Mrs. Scott noticed that and said, "Oh, your not wearing socks!"

What? Did she think I was wearing socks and was expecting me to keep them on instead of being barefoot?

"Um...no," I replied thinking to myself, sh1t! I hope she won't tell me to put my shoes back on, and I certainly hope she won't smell anything (after all I had been wearing shoes all day at school) for that would be a major embarrassment.

"Well...that's ok. Just put your shoes under the table over there and put them back on before you leave."

Phew! So there I was still in full uniform including the tie but with nothing on my feet. Oh, and my feet didn't smell that bad for I was wearing a different pair of shoes every day.

As you probably know, your feet tend to stink more if you don't wear socks, but I hate wearing socks because it's a hassle and I don't like the feeling of my feet being wrapped. I prefer the freedom of being barefoot inside my shoes. Besides, I love to show my ankle bracelets.

That's why mom bought me 3 pairs of sneakers so I could alternate them but still, at the end of the day my feet would smell a little. Yeah, just a little though, and that's a small price to pay for freedom, comfort, and looking cool!

Then Mrs. Scott said this. "But hey...don't go tell everyone at school that you were barefoot in my office, ok!"

"Why, Mrs. Scott?" I asked.

"Well, because the rule says you must wear shoes at all times while on school grounds. I would have a lot of explaining to do to my staff should they find out that I let you go barefoot in my office. Heck, I have had a hard enough time responding to people's comments about our picture over there."

I was like, "Wow, really?"

"Yeah, because people would see the picture and ask 'is that Sharleen?' I tell them 'yeah,' and their like 'how come she is barefoot?' and I tell 'em, 'I don't know, that was taken at the mall, not here at school!' and their like, 'oh!'"

I laughed thinking that was funny.

So I was working at the computer desk when suddenly there was a knock on the door. I felt my heart skip a beat. What if that was a teacher or school staff? Well, I would just stay put right there and hopefully they wouldn't see my feet. But Mrs. Scott calmly said, "come in!" The door opened and there was Mario from the sanitation department coming to clean the office.

I breathed a sigh of relief but still felt a bit uneasy because Mario would eventually see me barefoot as he worked his way around the office. But judging from Mrs. Scott's attitude, it seemed everything was pretty cool.

"Hi Mario!" I waived at him and smiled. "Hi miss Sharleen!" he replied. Yeah, just about everyone at school knew me by name. How do you like that?

I had to walk around the office doing different things while Mario was there and at one point he glanced at my bare feet but said nothing. After he left, I asked Mrs. Scott, "Mario definitely saw me barefoot in here, is that ok?"

"Oh, don't worry about him. He doesn't talk much," she said. Hmm, cool!

When it was time to leave I grabbed my shoes and sat in the chair. I looked at my soles, and they were slightly dirty from walking around in the office. So I rubbed them against each other to get some of the dirt off before putting my shoes on again. I thanked Mrs. Scott for letting me go sans shoes in her office. She reminded me not to tell people about it.

From then on, every time I arrived in her office on Friday afternoon I immediately took my shoes off without even saying anything and she was cool with it. Mario always came while I was there barefoot and he never said a word about it. Well, until ...

One Friday afternoon I walked over to Mrs. Scott's desk to show her my work. I calmly sat in the chair in front of her expecting her to tell me I did a good job. So you can imagine how shocked I was when she yelled at me instead.

"Aw Sharleen! I've told you I didn't want you to do it this way! You weren't listening to me, you just wanna do your own thing!" I was a little shaken as that was the first time she ever scolded me.

"Oops, I'm so sorry Mrs. Scott, I forgot but I can fix it easily." I said nervously.

"Well, hurry up then! I'm tired, I wanna get outta here!" she yelled again. Wow, she surely was in a rotten mood.

"Ok, ok..." I said scurrying back to the computer.

As I was sitting Mario looked at me and smiled. I giggled softly feeling a bit embarrassed. Then the unexpected happened. He came to sweep the floor under my desk, and out of the blue he said, "No shoes, miss Sharleen?"

I was already a bit jittery to begin with and his question just caught me off guard. "Huh?! Oh...uh...yeah...my feet were hurting so I took off my shoes," I said (of course, I lied :p) with a smile trying to act calm.

He just chuckled and without saying a word continued sweeping. I was puzzled, w t f was he thinking? He had seen me barefoot in there several times, so why did he just ask me about it that day? Maybe he thought striking up a conversation with me would help me relax? Well, with THAT question the effect was quite the opposite but whatever!

Anyway, I fixed everything and Mrs. Scott was satisfied. As I was leaving she apologized for screaming at me earlier, she said it had just been a long day. I told her it was ok, it was my mistake, and wished her a wonderful weekend.

The following Friday mom was coming to pick me and my sister up at school for we were going shopping. So while waiting for mom I chatted with Mrs. Scott. She asked me if I was always barefoot outside of school and I told her most of the time. Otherwise, I just wore flip flops. I only wore shoes to school.

She said she kinda envied me. She wished she had grown up in Hawaii where many kids go barefoot, but now it was too late. Although some adults also go barefoot in public, she wouldn't want to get caught doing it now that she was a school principal and everything. But she was happy that at least she could be barefoot at home all the time since its always warm here.

My phone rang, and it was mom telling me that she was already in the parking lot. Suddenly I had a crazy idea, and so I said to the principal, "Mrs. Scott, my mom's already out there waiting for me. Can I just carry my shoes and walk barefoot to the parking lot?"

She gave me a stern look and wagged her finger saying, "Nice try kiddo! You know the rule. Now put your shoes on!" I just giggled and said "ok" and put them on. I was still giggling as I said goodbye and walked out the door, and Mrs. Scott was shaking her head. Oh well, I tried!

But I had nothing to complain about, though because after all she gave me a pass to go barefoot in her office, granted it was at the end of the day when most people had left, and there was no one who would knock at her door except Mario. That was huge and I consider it another victory for me in going barefoot at school (read about my previous experience).

So was that another one of those "magical" instances that Tania often talks about? Well, you be the judge.

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

I'm now a college student and have written a new article that I'm sure you'll love - A Day in the life of a Barefoot College Student.

Photo credit: Tucia with CC BY-SA 2.0

Sep 4, 2014

Favorite Barefoot Sports

Since my little sister Sharleen and I love going barefoot it's only natural that the sports we choose are those that can be done in bare feet. We both can't stand having our feet enclosed in shoes for any length of time, especially while playing sports where we (and our feet) tend to sweat more. So what kinds of sports/exercises are usually done barefoot? Following are a few that my sister and I routinely do.


I love yoga because besides exercising your body you also exercise your mind and spirit. You get to relax and experience inner peace. Out of respect for other students in the class though, we are required to have clean feet as we do the exercises in close proximity to each other. The teachers know that some of the students are regular barefooters like myself, and it's hard to get our feet really clean.

So our soles don't have to be squeaky clean, just not filthy that they are disgusting to look at. Although I enjoy having my feet dirty, I can appreciate that not everyone likes looking at them. OK, I know some guys do, but that's another discussion for another time, lol.

Sadly, I have seen people do yoga wearing shoes and socks (not in our class, fortunately), and they have even come up with the so-called "yoga socks" to protect your feet from germs, and get this: they say it feels just like being barefoot! I'm like, huh?! So why not just go barefoot and save yourself some money? Unless there's an open sore, germs can't penetrate your skin. So lighten up people, and enjoy life the way it's meant to be!

Martial arts

My sister and I also love karate. We learn self defense and build our confidence. Although we get yelled at sometimes, it's a lot of fun and we get to do it in bare feet. I know many people like doing martial arts wearing shoes, yikes! Thank God, at our dojo we are actually required to be barefoot in class. Unlike in yoga though, they don't care if we come in dirty feet.


Swimming is second nature to most people living in Hawaii. For us, it's even more convenient as we live just a block away from the beach. We swim almost everyday. It's so refreshing and invigorating. Yes, of course we do it barefoot! Who in their right mind would wear shoes or sandals swimming? Unless they happen to fall into the water by accident, haha!


This is one of Sharleen's favorite sports, and she is really good at it too. She does it once a week, and her teacher requires everyone to be barefoot and of course, she loves that.

Those are the sports/exercises that are best (and should be) done in bare feet. But there are others like barefoot hiking and running which have gained popularity in recent years. Have you tried any of them? What's your favorite barefoot sports?

Jun 3, 2014

No Shoes No Shirt No Problem Sign

Hey, how's it going? Some of you are probably sick and tired of seeing the no shoes no shirt no service signs posted in front of many businesses. Luckily we don't see too many of 'em here on the islands. In fact, there is 1 store I know of that has quite the opposite sign on their window. You can read more about the barefoot-friendly sign shown below in the article I wrote about our vacation on Kauai that's published on Jonathan's site.

No shoes no shirt no skirt no problem sign

Pretty cool, huh? Hopefully, more businesses will follow suit and post a similar sign. Wishful thinking? Maybe, maybe not. Remember, we can all create magic in our lives by focusing on what we want.

Anyway, In case you didn't know, June 1st is National Go Barefoot Day which was a couple of days ago. So did any of you go barefoot that day? Did you enjoy it? Did you donate your shoes so you can go barefoot all the time now? Haha, wouldn't that be cool?

Someone asked me why I didn't make a post about the special day. Well, to be honest, I didn't pay much attention to it since I go barefoot everyday anyway. So to me it's just another day. Besides, the real purpose behind that "holiday" is to encourage people to donate their shoes to underprivileged kids. While helping others is a good thing, I don't think shoes are among the top-priority items that those children need. Most of them are quite happy walking around in bare feet. My little sister Sharleen and I are not underprivileged kids, and we choose not to wear shoes.

Nevertheless, we always try to look on the bright side of things, and the National Go Barefoot Day does have one and that is, to encourage people to go barefoot even if only for a day. Some who have tasted the freedom and sensuousness that walking barefoot offers may want to continue doing it. So yeah, the question is why limit it to just 1 day? Do it every day if you enjoy it!

No shoes, no shirt, no problem!

Have an awesome day!

May 22, 2014

Clean Vs Dirty Bare Feet

If you have ever gone barefoot outdoors for any length of time, you know that getting your feet dirty is inevitable. Habitual barefooters can basically be classified into 2 groups: those who like having their feet dirty, and those who simply enjoy the freedom and the wonderful sensation of walking on different surfaces that going barefoot offers, but don't care for dirty feet. I belong to the former while my little sister Sharleen (a.k.a. Lynn), the latter.

girl with dirty feet
Getting your feet dirty is fun.
To take it a step further, those who like dirty feet, especially guys, think they are attractive, and they get "excited" looking at them if you know what I mean (I have to be careful with my choice of words here in order to keep this blog family-friendly, lol). While I'm not one of them, I have to admit sometimes it's fun knowing that some guys have a time of their lives staring at my dirty soles. Well, I won't go much more into it as that's not what this blog is about. But you can read my previous post: barefoot in the library and see what I mean.

I like having dirty feet because it shows others and reminds myself that I am an avid barefooter who is also care-free. Besides, it makes me look "different" and I love being different. So I don't wash my feet very often. I also go to bed in dirty feet which used to drive my mom nuts! :)

My sister Lynn on the other hand, does not like having dirty feet. Actually, being a habitual barefooter herself, she doesn't mind getting her feet dirty while she is outside as she herself said, "it comes with the territory." But inside the house, she prefers to keep her feet clean, especially when she goes to bed. She also thinks clean soles look better, and can't really understand why some people find dirty soles attractive. Well, to each their own, right?

But even her soles have never been squeaky clean since she became a regular barefooter, for it's virtually impossible to have your soles completely clean. There's always a few dirty spots that remain unless you use sandpaper or something, haha!

Lynn and I would often argue about clean feet vs. dirty feet. She told me I was gross for not washing my feet very often, for only God knows what we step on outside with our bare feet.

Washing feet in the lawn. Get 'em clean, baby!
She used to wash her feet every time she came home before entering the house. I told her she was becoming a clean freak like mom, and she didn't like that.

"Don't even compare me with mom! She won't even walk barefoot indoors!" she replied vehemently, and I just laughed.

You see, we are actually best friends, and enjoy having little fights like that every now and then. I'm not sure if what I said had an impact on her, but she later became less anal about it, and now she lets her feet stay dirty if she knows she will be going out again later in the day.

When I asked her about it she said the reason was to conserve water. We both are environmentally conscious, so I'm cool with that reason.

She still washes her feet at the end of the day though, and would never go to bed with her feet dirty. Well, I shouldn't say "never" as there have been a few exceptions. Like one night she came home pretty late and was totally exhausted that she just jumped into bed immediately without washing her feet.

The next morning when I saw that she had slept in her dirty feet, I couldn't help laughing, and I had fun giving her a hard time about it. I told her she should eat her own words. As usual, she made faces and stuck her tongue out at me when she lost an argument. She said she was really tired that night, and wouldn't make it a habit. Uh huh...but it happened at least a couple more times, right sis? :p (You can read about one of those instances here).

Well, you know what? The good thing about being a barefooter is that you have a choice. If you like dirty feet, then keep them dirty. Otherwise, you can wash them as often as you like (at the risk of being labeled "clean freak," haha just kidding!). None of us can really say that one is better than the other. It's a matter of preference.

Jonathan was going through the old guestbook comments on his site and found an interesting one about dirty feet:

As regards dirty soles: remember that the body (feet included) should reflect the glory of God as we are made in his image. Does a "dirty" mind do that? Does a dirty torso do that? Do dirty feet do that? If the answer is NO to all the above questions, then feet must also be washed regularly as was done also in biblical times. Not only is this refreshing to do but also honouring their beauty.

I don't necessarily agree with the above comment, as I'm not religious, but it's an interesting perspective nonetheless. Lynn says she only agrees with the last sentence, i.e. it's refreshing and it keeps your feet looking nice.

Credit - Photographers: D. Sharon Pruitt with CC BY-SA 2.0