November 15, 2004
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in case you forgot…
I’m all about boobies and good shoes.
my sisty and I are having a surprise party for my mom’s sixtieth birthday. I had an outfit to wear, a black skirt and a wrap blouse (with cleavage propping lace bustier), but no appropriate shoes. I haven’t worn regular dress shoes since I had kids. wow, that’s fifteen years (since I certainly didn’t wear them when pregnant either). whenever I wore a dress or skirt, I’ve always worn loafers, boots, or sandals. well, I’ve never worn this skirt before, and it’s too nice for the shoes/boots I have. so I bought some: (yay for available credit…)
they were, I kid you not, the highest heel in the store (at 2 inches). this tells a lot about where I shop.
for months now I’ve been slavering over these puppies:
but funds haven’t exactly been plentiful and I couldn’t find a reason to NEED them. but the other night, after having bought such “sensible” shoes, I broke down. they’re on their way.
mmmmmmm… ahhhhhhhhh…
I haven’t wanted any THING so badly since I was seventeen years old. it’s a weird feeling. it really is. and the thing I wanted at seventeen? short, brown, pointy cowboy boots. they were a little more of a milky brown with a lizard emboss to the leather, zodiac brand. it wasn’t that I just wanted cowboy boots. I already had a pair of tan and grey frye boots. it was THOSE boots I wanted. but they were waaaay too much money. they were 125 dollars back when good boots cost about half that. so that summer I graduated and got TWO jobs. supposedly I was working to make money for school, but really, it was all about those boots.
they made me feel like a goddess… for well over ten years. then they disappeared. I don’t remember when. I think they were bootnapped.
…and that these are their reincarnation, come to herald a new era of satiety and peace on earth. well, for me anyway. your mileage may vary.
Comments (24)
You know last winter I pulled out my old zodiacs and started wearing them again. Man alive are they as comfortable as they were.. *ahem* 15 years ago. I have worn them almost nonstop since. I dug up my tan suede ones last weekend (in my sisters closet). They are comfy too.
I want a pair of Old Gringos. The white and black floral ones. My pocket book does not allow for those.
Enjoy your new boots.
omigodomigod! I’m so lucky you didn’t tell me about that brand before I sent for mine… also, while I bought mine from a catalogue, it turns out they are old gringos! weird. yum.
*laugh* I just bought two new pairs of shoes, but I got them at Wal-Mart cos I’m po’
I’m almost 3 inches taller in one pair tho. Go me! Woohooo 5’6 ~ I’m a normal height
heh heh, I’m older and am less responsible with my credit. I’ll be 5’10″ in my new shoes.
great boots. it’s never too late to for a new beginning.
I’m embarrassed that I would spend so much money on shoes, but I do wear them for many years.
naw, don’t be embarrassed. Obviously you don’t have many shoes if you had to just buy a pair of heals because you haven’t worn any for 15 years!
what IS it about cowboy boots?
Embarassed?? No way, you are worth every penny and more. Enjoy them and go dancing in them.
You know if there is anything I do spend serious money on, its shoes and jackets.
love the boots! YEAH!
are the boots brown and pink? i SO approve… where did you find them?
i came to tell you i’ve never had a moaner (you know, on my massage table
. but i fell in love with the boots.
i don’t own any heels.
oh, wait. i guess i sort of have one pair of shoes that almost count… eh.
Great boots. The sexy maryjanes are nice too. I was hoping that you had posted pics of YOU wearing the cleavagey shirt. C’mon. Have at it
It is amazing how shoes or boots will make you feel, isn’t it? I remember having to go see the principal of my kids’ school once. I was all in a rage about something she’d done, and she was supposedly going to explain it all to me, the poor over-reactive mother. I got dressed in my favourite jeans, blazer and western style boots that made the most satisfying noise when I walked. I felt like I was dressing for battle. I could not have done it without those boots. As it was, I nervously, but firmly, stood my ground. In those great boots. And this woman was wrong, and eventually had to change everything back to the way it was.
TO HECK WITH BOOBIES!!!
the return of the prodigal boots!
I’m saving up for a pair of “editor boots”–black and just below the knee. Something liz claiborne probably, not too much heel because I’m 5’7″ and like short guys, but enough to make sure everyone knows just who the biggest bitch in the room is.
shoes
i was never big into shoes, until i discovered big shoes. huge clunky heels and square toes and platforms… i’m already five-seven and a hair, so i can be tall in heels, and that’s very fun, unless i’m leaning an extra three inches down over my lab bench. then my back reminds me that i’m an idiot.
i’m so glad you bought the boots. you deserve ‘em, pardner.
Yay for cool shoes!
I’ve only recently found my inner shoe whore but unfortunately, I don’t have the income to support her. My slaverings generally run towards beautiful retro heels that could have been worn by 40s movie stars. I love those kinds of shoes. *sigh*
Hot boots!!
my weakness (besides EVERYTHING) is Birkenstocks. they make me so fucking weak. i’ve been salivating over a pair for a while now, i’m waiting for them to go on sale, even the slightest bit so i have an excuse to buy them. but i wear the fuck out of my birks, so i think they’re worth it.
if only i had the money to buy you boots for christmas.
I thought you said you were all about BOOBIES and good shoes. You’ve shown the shoes…. so you owe us another half of a pictorial blog.
Steve
I had a pair of cowboy boots in my late teens that I absolutely LOVED. One day, after having them for at least a couple years ( and having bought them used to begin with ), they tore where that seam is, just above the heel. It wasn’t a little tear, it was a major unravelling of stitches. I stupidly never thought of getting them fixed & threw them away. I have never since owned such a great pair of cowboy boots.
Damn, I mean, I’m not a cowgirl type ~ even when I’m around horses I ride English not Western ~ but those boots are to. die. for. I love ‘em!
ARR BEING IGNORED AGARN
I know nothing about cowboy boots. I have never owned a pair.