Wednesday, October 6, 2010
I’m presently the cat that got the cream and found it so good it went right back to its day-old biscuits. These boots are so wonderful, so pristine and leathery-smelling that I’ve only brought myself to wear them four or five times. Of course now, the days are getting longer and hotter, and I can relax in the knowledge that my boots are waiting for me. Looking lovely, garnering jealousy from visitors I invite to gaze upon them. I have them. They are mine.
The look is something a bit different. I took some informants with me on the second viewing and the response from them was not what I had expected. Not the response you want when you’re about to spend over $400 on something. They weren’t so sure. Were they right for me, would they make my ankles look fat, wasn’t there something else I liked? I took in their words like a dagger through the heart. Maybe I wasn’t going to walk out of the store with my precious after all?