I get to indulge my love of shoes when I go to black history conferences. Unlike the botanists and biologists I grew up around, who would wear REI clothes to a formal ball if they could, the people at black history conferences DRESS. There is a slight generational curve here–at the banquet, the older generation flows through the door, beautifully attired in Kente cloth, with lavish headpieces, or in elegant suits and dresses. There is a slight lessening of the sumptuousness of the outfits of my generation, but they are still well dressed. One time I was hanging out with Read more