One of the worst things about having dogs is having them eat your  shoes. My boyfriend has lost countless pairs of sandals to the ravages  of hungry/bored dogs, mainly because he has a bad habit of leaving them  lying out in the living room. My own shoe collection has been less  afflicted because I'm generally more organized...but I am not immune  either. My first and much loved pair of leather Rainbow flip flops lost their straps to the late clothes-munching Bubalou,  and just recently, one day I returned to my office to find our newish  puppy Kodiak (who gets to stay at work with us until he's old enough to  be left home alone) gnawing on one of my sandals, which I had left on  the floor next to my bike after changing into my work shoes (now I put  my shoes in a safer place on top of the bike!).
This  circumstance was both fortunate and unfortunate. Unfortunate because it  shouldn't have happened at all, but fortunate because it happened to  this particular pair of sandals. Usually I bike to work in my rather  expensive (replacement) pair of Rainbow flip flops, but this day, thanks  to a foot injury, I had been wearing different shoes. These particular  sandals were cheaper (just 10 dollars from Swap.com) and thus less of a  loss should they prove irreparable, but, most fortunately, unlike the  Rainbows, they were not irreparable!
The  straps of these sandals were made from fabric with a faux-leather  backing, and all the damaged parts were ones that could be replaced  without having to disassemble the sole. So repairing the sandals was  simply a matter of finding matching strips of black fabric and sewing  them back together!
For  the fabric, I chose a length of black grosgrain ribbon I had in my  stash. It was a little narrower and thinner than the original straps,  but from eye level, the differences weren't really noticeable.
I  cut off all the damaged straps where they joined the plastic triangles,  and used a seam ripper to separate them where they were sewn to the  intact straps.
Then  I fitted the ribbon into its appropriate places and held the ends with  straight pins. I tried the sandal on this way (very carefully!) to  ensure that the lengths were appropriate.
The  trickiest part of this repair was the spot under the ankle, where three  straps crossed each other. I pinned the straps in place and then took  the whole precarious arrangement to my sewing machine.
Trying  to sew through three thick layers of fabric, all while maneuvering  around several plastic pieces and a rigid shoe sole isn't easy. I  started by removing the supplies case from the front of the machine to  get more space to work, and replacing my needle with the heaviest gauge I  could find. I took the actual sewing slowly and carefully,  hand-cranking the machine so I wouldn't break my needle or allow any  slippage.
Once  that part was done, I sewed the remaining straps to their respective  pieces of hardware with double rows of straight stitches.
There was one triangle that I just couldn't wrangle under the sewing machine. I hand-sewed the strap to that one. 
I  had been dreading this repair, but suddenly I was done, and I had  completed it all one evening (a rare occurrence for me and my sewing  projects)! Sure, the sandals are a little mismatched now, but they were  always my "sensible sandals," not my "sexy sandals," so I don't mind if  they aren't a vision of perfection. As long as they still achieve their  objective—covering my feet while I walk around!
Normally,  I'd consider these shoes a bit too sporty for work, but I needed an  excuse to take them out in public, so I decided they were good enough  for a Casual Friday.
The black straps seemed to be calling out for more black stripes, so I obliged with the black and white tube dress, which I actually wore as a dress this time, in spite of my misgivings about the style.
To ensure it didn't fall down throughout the day, I held it to my bra with a pair of safety pins, and topped it with a long-line black vest, which served to cover my bra straps and diminish the apparent width of my hips. Black and white worn this way is almost punchy enough to be forgiven for having no color...but just almost! I had to add a little something in the form of my yellow butterfly jewelry set.

 
 
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