Which is lame - sorry - but let me tell you something about the weather in Chicago this past week, or rather, let me make a comment: WHAT THE EFF. Seriously. Snow-dump after snow-dump, a -30 windchill last Sunday (definintively the coldest it's been since I lived here with -26 degrees taking second place), and now rain and 40 degree temperatures! It's like walking in soup out there, and not the good kind like the lobster bisque at the RL cafe. Thanks, Al Gore, for inventing Global Warming.
I really need some of those Hunter all-weather Wellington boots, even though I cannot possibly, possibly justify buying another pair of boots in this economy as I look over at the ten pairs I already own. Ten pairs of boots alone! Six brown (including my Uggs and cowboy boots) and four black. If my family and friends needed more evidence in order to commit me for shopping addiction (which they don't) - all they would need is a picture of all those boots lined up in our foyer. But listen! The Hunters I want are in forest green or burnt orange, so, I'd totally be adding an element that's missing. And they'd have utility. A purpose. Welcome to my inner-monologue.
Anyway, here they are.
4 comments:
Shouldn't this have come before Christmas?
Hope yours was a jolly one, btw.
No, b/c I don't actually want anyone to buy them FOR me. I am just fiercely debating if I should buy them for myself.
Roger, Rodger.
You need to post a pic of all your boots lined up. Seriously. Let your addiction be visually enjoyed by the rest of us.
;-)
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