Emily: Can I tell you a secret?
Chels: You secretly want these?
Emily: How did you know?
The drooling and the ogling must have given it away. We were standing in Closeout Chambers trying to predict what awkward run-in with a former RHS classmate could possible come next when I picked up a pair of soft, suede, sherpa boots. That’s right, against my better trend-moral-judgement, and in public, I was making eyes at a pair of Uggs.
Uggs are the color of buttery raw cookie dough and the texture of…well, no synonym could do justice to the equally buttery suede. And for the love of my space heater, they are toasty warm. And if there’s any region where girls need warm shoes, it’s New England. On the other hand, New England is also the number one region where ice melt and road grit kicked up by snow plow caravans heed not the tender surface of plush sheepskin. Perhaps Uggs are both the hot trend and the footwear fashion paradox of Winter ’04-’05.
I hear that the trend is over anyway. I don’t think anyone saw me butterfly kiss the boots on the way out.
Quote of the day: “There’s another chance, a someday soon” – Amanda Marshall
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