OK, I want to get excited about these cute boots...in the spirit of English "wellies:"
But I just can't convince myself that grown women look good in these - well, grown women who are not trudging around the wooded acres surrounding their English manor in Shropfordshire, hunting pheasants with a Basset Hound or nine in tow.
Sure, I suppose you could argue that they're practical for the occasional downpour, but if it's downpouring, are you spending a lot of time outside anyway? All I am doing is running from the car into Target, and these boots are hard to run in, right?
I don't know. Maybe I am just taking out too much existential angst on some darn boots. Maybe it's the fact that there have been THREE earthquakes in TULSA in the past few days. Where, I will point out to those of you who live far far away, we already have tornadoes (in fact, we had a tornado warning WHEN THE THIRD EARTHQUAKE occurred), blistering heat waves, ice storms, floods and TSUNAMIS.
OK, not tsunamis. But shouldn't you get some compensatory sex appeal for living with all these natural threats? At least you can see the rationale for living in Key West, or Malibu, or Galveston.
Harrumph. I'll ask my therapist.
2 comments:
I love mine for walking the dog in the snow. Other than that? They stay in the closet.
Jesus, sounds like the weather is really trying your patience over there. The rant aout the boots definitely just seems like an easy way to channel a lot of that frustration.
All the same, I still don't understand those boots. I've seen them around, but I mean in Toronto, those boots only come in handy in April and November when it's rainy season, and even then it's best to wear waterproof winter boots because let's face it: it's Toronto.
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