You’ve heard of the Traveling Pants? And the sisterhood that grew up around it? The pants that fit everyone who wore them so perfectly, despite size or shape? This was a pair of shoes like that. They were sorta like those pants. They fit on the first try, everyone, every time. The problem was, they didn’t keep fitting. They’d…constrict. Day after day, growing tighter, rubbing toes and heels raw, but the treads and seams never wore thin. The fool who’d purchased them on an excellent deal at a consignment shop would resell them again, and the fun would start over.