UGGlies

I just wanted to state that I do NOT support encasing your feet and lower legs in shearling pillows, in public. The moment, rather the second, for these boots have come and gone! Sure, it might envoke feelings of walking on clouds (I would not know as I refuse to try them on) but they are NOT cute. We may as well be wearing moonboots again and lugging around trapper keepers.

Here are some of my gripes & exceptions for wearing these things:

1. Mothers - Going shopping for these boots with your daughters a bonding experience does not make. Rather, you are traumatizing her and yourself. You will look back on these years with disbelief and regret for allowing it.
2. Just because you buy a pair in a black or gray with metallic sheen does not make it OK to wear for a night out on the town! Even if you don't tuck your pant legs in!
3. Unless you are trudging through snow or live in the woods, there is a plethora of comfortable, yet stylish, shoes out there for you to choose from.

Recently, I read about a sample sale going on where these boots will be sold at a fraction of the unbelievably astronomical price these things go for. All I can hope is that this is just a trap to corral all remaining boots and ship them off to a deserted island somewhere.

I'm a Clutch Stalker

With a friend’s wedding looming and an ensemble to complete, I have the perfect excuse to fill a void in my shoe collection. What better way to spend a lunch hour on a rainy day. I decide to check out a newly opened DSW. The odds should be good considering it’s a massive space full of shoes.

I walk in and as soon as I look to my right I see the dress shoes. It takes me a minute to scan all the shapeless, 1- inch, dye-able silk shoes. Blegh! As I turn away from the wall of sad, silk shoes I spot an amazing, oversize, cognac-colored clutch that draws me in like a magnet. And at a closer glance, it’s distressed! I have been wanting an oversize, brown clutch, which I’m sure I’ve noted on a mental list of to-buy items (since lists are supposed to encourage budgeting). Looking at the tag, it’s reasonable. But not only is it reasonably priced, there’s a great quote on the inside tag and it RESONATES! It must be a sign. But I’m trying to watch my spending. After minutes of just standing in front of this bag, holding it, putting it down, taking a step back to get a 2nd look (do I really love it?)... I put it down. I’ve been standing in front of this wall of clutches for too long and people may think I'm catatonic. I casually walk through the aisles and make my way to the back room. Find a nice pair of Nicole Miller, light gray, t-strap shoes. Would be a great neutral shoe for the spring. And it’s on clearance. Clearance = budget-conscious. Pick up the box and go. But that clutch... Maybe I should just get both. I’m obviously still thinking of this bag, and isn’t that the rule? If you can’t get your mind off of it, you must buy it??? I casually walk back to the clutch. But I can’t. I can’t! So, I saunter away. I’m within a couple aisles and I find that I’m positioning myself in front of shoes that keep the clutch in my line of vision. Suddenly, I’m panicking. A woman is perusing the wall of clutches. Is she looking at mine???!! Shoo!!! I pick up a shoe to look discreet. She’s still there. I feel an urge to RUN over and save it, grabbing it off the shelf, then coming back to my spot two rows away. I could see myself jumping over two aisles of shoes if she lays one finger on it. But she doesn’t touch it. She walks away. I slowly make my way back (again) and I finally bid adieu. I decide that I cannot and should not get this bag now. I am so proud of me right now for resisting this urge. Stupid budget! I’ve come a long way.