You're not sexy walking around with your grass-stained, hookworm infested, dog shit carrying feet. You could be cute except the image of your feet reduces you to hillbilly status at best. You ruined my dinner tonight by propping those nasty feet on the table across from me while talking about how hot it was today. Well no fucking shit, it's Summertime in the South.
Let me give you a clue; you're no longer a child able to walk around without a care in the world about your appearance. The choice to transport yourself around like some third world savage forced to go without shoes is yours and yours alone. Save the barefooting for the privacy of your home you "freespirited" inconsiderate cunt.