i've been obsessed with boots

for a long while. five years ago it was uggs (still rocking them, still don't listen to the haters), four point five years ago it was cowboy boots (still wear these many times a week, still grateful that awful trendy phase has passed) and then four years ago i became obsessed with finding a PERFECT FLAT LEATHER BOOT.

they'd look a little different from the norm, make me feel like an elf, and go with everything.

but they were nowhere to be found. and whenever i'd finally track down an acceptable pair, they'd be twelve jillion dollars and too pradalicious for my tastes. yet i didn't give up hope. i searched and hunted and stalked and obsessed and along the way purchased a whole slew of not-quality almost-but-not-quites. (the calf was too fat, the zipper bunchy, the color too astronautish.)

in the past couple years this flat boot thing has really taken off. especially in san francisco, especially in my current office. while i still enjoy the look, they are by no means spesh anymore. dime a doz, left and right.

but cc, who's lived through all my boot trial and tribulations, was determined this christmas season to help find (and fund) me my treasure boots (to go with my treasure pants) and put out, once and for all, the fire that's burned my innards for months and years.

i wanted to wait till after the big day to avoid crowds and find some sales, so yesterday we hit the stores, scoured the racks, peed in lots of public restrooms. (what in the hell is wrong with women, btw? why is every single toilet seat covered in urine? are we not ladies, ladies? dee-sgust.)

and after all our research, i learned something important, friends. something i hadn't realized from simply perusing ebay four hours a day for four years: i'm after a little something different than i thought i was. something a little more solid, a little more classic, a little more this-will-hurt-if-i-kick-you.

and so, behold! the frye boots i just ordered! that will arrive in 2-3 days! that i will wear over and over and over again, over pants and under dresses and through rain and fog, and will kiss goodnight and make coffee for every morning!






thank you, dearest hubs, for making my dreamiest, bootiest dreams come true.