Isabelle Raphael

I love no shoes.

So I started the walk, and the minute I started the walk, I thought, I was like, A, 13 blocks is actually a really long way.

B, people in New York kind of love to yell out feedback on the street.

LAUGHTER

A total of, like, four cars, I think, like, yelled out, you don't have any shoes on!

Like, yeah, I know, I was twirling my keys around, and they fell down the elevator.

And at one point, a homeless man kind of shuffled along next to me and, like, whispered in my ear, you're going to regret this.

I'm like, oh, God.

So eventually I get to the door and the guy kind of shrieked about lack of shoes.

I was like, yeah, swinging around.

And he's like, well, actually, I do have the keys, so I can take you back, but I need to piggyback you because I don't think you can walk without shoes.

I'm like, oh, my God.

What on earth?

I'm not like a get-on-your-shoulders-at-the-band kind of girl.

I don't jump over fences.

So I was like, how do you even get on someone's back?

So I started really far away and kind of plopped myself onto his back.

To his horror, I'm sure.

So we started the long way back.

I don't like to piggyback in awkward silence, so I was chatting away about how I'm not very good about getting on people's backs.