Rod Beckett shows up a little bit late for lunch. He is tall, goateed, with shiny, curly black hair that he combs back from his forehead. Somewhere in his mid-30s, he sports a black leather jacket with a brown zip-up turtleneck beneath. He wears funky brown striped pants and a pair of stunning shiny brown shoes made from some undetermined reptile skin. He carries a black Barney's bag full of shoes. Beckett is a shoe designer living in Chesterfield, and he's agreed to meet for lunch to talk about his work. That work involves one of the great mysteries, at least to Mel Gibson and... More >>>
Fashion can be criticized as a superficial art form, but what ends up on women's feet can have as much social significance as what Elliot Smith hangs on his gallery's walls.