Nice Boots

I enjoy watching TLC’s What Not to Wear. But I always have a slightly sinking feeling when it’s on. I look down at my too-big jeans with the frayed cuffs, my stripy socks that don’t quite go, my ubiquitous long-sleeved t-shirt in a "drab" color (as my Gramma would say. Of course, she used to tell me that I dressed like a bag-lady.), and the thrift store wool sweater I bought last winter because it was cheaper than turning up the heat. I wonder what I could do in New York City with $5000 just to spend on clothes. Because I think I do like nice clothes, I just don’t buy them. When I have money to spend, I don’t spend it on clothing. I spend it on art supplies, books, kitchen stuff, cycling gear. And then I have this weakness for the startlingly ugly. I was at Marshalls the other night, because I wanted boots to wear when I take the dog out in the snow. I looked at the extrememly practical rubber-toed, lace-up, warm to -40 degrees boots and sighed. So useful. So boring. And then I saw these:

And I melted. INstant love! PINK boots! How could I resist! But I have a sneaking suspicion that these are like pugs. So ugly they’re cute. ( I also bought a pair of powder-blue fuzzy slippers at Target because they were only $5. They’re super-warm but kind of treacherous. I slid down the basement stairs the first time I wore them and bruised my bucket and my elbow. But I’m still wearing them. They are also ugly.)