Give Her the Boot!

I've already missed a day* of blogging. Great. Off to a terrific start here, Reg! ::deep breath::

Anyway, today's topic is my new fashion obsession. Well, it's not really new. I've been thinking about these boots for quite a while actually. I want a pair of rubber rain boots.

 At first glance, I thought that this was the ugliest thing to happen to feet since clogs. But now that they've been around the fashion scene a while and have branched out into so many colors and patterns....I really want a pair.
They have some for sale in the Corral at UC Davis; they're only a few steps away.There are only two things preventing me from buying these highly functional rubber boots: the cost and my husband.

You see, I think that $40 bucks for a pair of shoes that are meant to go tromping through the mud is a bit much. It's kind of the same reason I don't own a pair of Converse. Why do they have to be so expensive? Jimmy Choos, I understand the cost. A pair of diamond studded stilettos is fairly priced at $500+. But a pair of rubber rain boots? I think it's a little excessive.

However, $115 for Hunter purple rain boots is even more excessive. I understand that they are a well trusted brand for their reliability and quality, but I don't think that they used $115 worth of rubber and "artistic design" to create them. I'm also not so much a fan of the detailing and the logo on the front of the boot. I still like the general design, though.








But the price of the classic boot is nothing compared to their high-heeled, back-laced version at $175. I absolutely LOVE this shoe, despite (or maybe because of) its impracticality. I admit that even I would think myself ridiculous in these shoes. But I still think they're adorable.




And reason number two is because my husband thinks they are ugly. Normally I just go "Pphssh!" when he tells me that something is ugly. Buuuut...I've kind of been doing that a lot lately, so I think that it's best if I just leave my fascination with the rubber boots where it is: a fascination. Besides, how often does a Southern California girl need rain boots anyway?

*I know that I've technically missed two days of blogging, but I thought I might make it home before midnight to finish this post. We almost did, but I had been in need of a bathroom break since Bakersfield. I know; TMI. Sorry.