I love my Five Fingers. Ive worn em as dress shoes. Ive worn em to frolic in the grass. Ive worn em to lift. Ive worn em to amble slowly on the treadmill. Ive worn em to stretch in. Ive worn em to hang with the little people. Ive worm em out for coffee with friends. Ive worn em to various & sundry other appointments. Ive worn ... Continue Reading