Summer of Feet!

I was going through my pictures from this summer and seemed to notice an underlying theme. Don't ask.

The first pedicure I got with flower designs painted on. Isn't it cute?

At Santa Monica Beach. I didn't roll my jeans up high enough. They were soaked.
Mark's feet rubbing up on mine. (Karma: I was making fun of his dirty feet.)
My feet and some smashed crabs found at the San Diego navy pier.
My own dirty feet at the Erasure concert.