Sorry for the barrage of posts, but I am catching up. Sorry to be late!
I have never owned a pair of rubber boots. Never. Well, maybe I had some cute ones when I was a toddler, but I am pretty sure I did not.
But I live in Vancouver now and frankly I am tired of having wet sodden feet. Rubber boots – especially Hunter ones – are all the rage out here. Skinny jeans and a pair of rubber boots. Here I am running around in ballet flats and a winter puff coat looking like I might have just moved from Muskoka (where a proper pair of winter boots were worn but I tossed those to make moving room for other things like pots and pans).
A quick trip to Army and Navy fixed me right up. A bit splashy (ha!), but I jumped in puddles while I walked home. And Emile could stomach the price. Next, a rain coat.
Hmmm. My umbrella does not match my boots.
November 1st, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: Dry feet.
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