Maybe. I got that off the internet.
I have these rain boots:
I got them in 2009. It was spring break spent visiting my sister in LA for the first time. We took a weekend and drove to Vegas, also my first time there. I had been saving up to do some major shopping: Rodeo Drive, Caesar's Palace, and one of my latest obsessions at the time: Burberry. We went there in Vegas and it's still one of the best shopping experiences I've ever had. I walked away with those beauts.
When we headed back to North Dakota, we got an extended spring break. On account of the Red River's worst flood ever. So my new footwear got broken in quickly. I lived about a block or two from the dike and did some exploring on it to see the water rising and the park disappearing. Fun Fact: the day after I did my exploring, they started arresting people for being on the dike.
Needless to say, it was very wet for quite a while. So my boots got a lot of use.
They've joined me in the slush and wet of many a fall and spring. They've been the envy of many people who weren't rushing to spend $200 on rain boots (shocking!). (They're also much more expensive now...sooo...yay me.)
They've gone with me from North Dakota back to Michigan and up to Alaska.
At first, I was hesitant to use my boots very much up here...which is kind of dumb because it rains 94% of the time. I mostly threw them on for a quick run to the store but not a whole lot else.
Then I got married. Dun dun duuuuuuuuun!
All hail the dramatic transition! Since we were getting married outside I was either going to wear my Uggs or Burberrys, and the rain boots just looked better.
But this meant they had to be broken in on the mile walk to the waterfall. And they did just fine. So I started to wear them hiking a little more, mostly on days that were wetter than I wanted to test my hiking boots on. Then I started wearing them more and more when I felt like just slipping something on.
Yesterday Soldier and I went out hiking and ended up on some trails that were much more rustic than we'd anticipated. We were trudging through mud, small rocky streams, over fallen trees, (nervously) on the edges of small cliffs, and finally ended up on a helipad looking out over Juneau and the ocean. I was looking down, trying to avoid tripping over something, and was suddenly absorbed by the journey these boots have taken. I can't imagine this is how most people use their designer boots.
I looked at my lovelies today, and there's dirt all over them. It put kind of an affectionate smile on my face to think of all their travels, instead of being sad that they're all muddy. They've been with me for a lot...like stylish, classy friends...that keep my feet dry.
Maybe I'll bring them home for the big wedding and get some pictures, just for fun. And maybe I'll start taking more pictures of them, and start documenting their adventures. That'd be fun for you guys, right? Psh, who am I kidding. Of course it would. And I'm very concerned about your entertainment so it would be for that and not AT ALL because I'm floundering to come up with good posts in boring Alaska.
And now it's time for the punny post-ending: These (chich) boots were made for walking, y'all.
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