Walking in a Pair of Winter Footwear

I can't help it. I have boots on the brain. I know it is only August and September is barely around the corner. I realize that fall doesn't begin until September 20-something and lasts for three whole months until the leaves give way to winter's wonder and goodness. More than that, I know for a fact that I cannot possibly enjoy my winter footwear until it is frigid outdoors because I will not appreciate their warmth until that time, and perhaps not then! That does not mean I do not love my boots. I do. I have all sorts of boots, but that has been established and realized by now. "eurogirl has a whole lot of lovin' on the shoes!" Oh, I know there must be a pill or clinic for something as bad as this, but boots give me blissful happiness and satisfaction in a world of...of...blech!!!

Today I saw a girl wearing boots. Not thinking about them in the day-dreamy way I do. Not wishing to be with them in the strangely backwards buyer's remorse like I do. Not even close. She was wearing them. I realize, now, that fashion does come down to a science. I have said it before, even on this blog, that fashion is how something makes you feel and not actually how it looks. However, cheap faux suede boots in the sultry August heat cannot possibly feel good, therefore, cannot possibly look good. (The tights worn with said boots also spoke volumes: this poor dear cannot dress well for the heat.) My point with this story is this: dreaming of boots in August is different than sporting the suckers. I just want to make that clear.

I have a strange habit when it comes to shoes--boots especially. I tend to rate when they will be in style and knockoff seasons. The open-toed boot made its first fantastic showcase in fashion about two or three years ago by Versache or Givenchy. Last fall, Victoria's Secret picked up the open-toed boot and ran with two popular styles, I believe. This year, they sell them at the early adult-hood stores all across America. Naturally, I predicted this reaction when I first heard of a boot with no toes.

I like a good pair of shoes. I enjoy a good boot. I love cool weather that allows me to wear the pair I choose to bear.