"Most of the time," Gwen says, nodding. Even in summer, she's not the kind to wander barefoot. She loves her boots too much for that. Rubbing the bottle between her hands, she flashes a sheepish grin Eleanor's way. "I don't know, I guess it's kind of silly. But when I'm walking around at home, it's kind of fun, you know? A little flash of color, like, oh, I forgot I did that, that's cute."