Boots: Ins and Outs

In: Isolabella. Out: Donna Velenia.

Years ago I found a pair of dark brown leather ankle boots in a charity store that looked barely worn. Perhaps that was due to their avant-garde, cutout, non-winter-proof design? Were they a mistake purchase? Or, (WARNING: DANGEROUS PUNS AHEAD), had the owner got cold feet? Whatever, someone’s dud purchase was my, “Dude!* Look at these cool boots for only twenty bucks!”

I wore them lots. Despite the pointy toes, they were quite comfortable. In fact, I wore them out so much I had to stop wearing them.

Then a few weeks ago I stumbled across a pair of calf-leather ankle boots on a sale website. I had always wanted a pair of lace-up granny boots. Admittedly they were a little more expensive at $60, but Italian calf-leather at that price is a bargain.

And then they arrived. They smelled delicious!** They were so soft, so supple! The first time I slipped them on they felt like a dream, and I wore them all day with nary a blister to show for wantonly courting danger like that. Bliss.

* I lie. I have never said the word dude. Taking a bit of punning license here.

** Stinky shoes are a horrible fashion penance, and you’d think I’d have learned after the first lapse in judgment, but no, I inflicted them on myself a second time!