You: adorable, patterned, the perfect pair for springtime.
You were worn by a lady on the bus with two phones and a set of headphones. Two digital walls of privacy. Two "not today, Satan, don't talk to me, bitch" mobile fortresses.

I tried to get her attention, politely, but those impenetrable Samsungs put me in my place. I'm not entitled to know where I could find you, purchase, try you on. You're so cute, and so perfect for Spring.

Alas, I didn't have the nerve to take a creepy picture of you either. No Google reverse image search for us today.

Pattern, woven, hand-made. Go with her, delightful pair of kicky springtime shoes. I hope she treats you right.