Footie Suspenders

In light of the beautiful snow storm pictorial outside of my living room windows, it is appropriate to make a joke about footie suspenders.

I do not, on principle, like these kinds of boots. I had a really cute pair of them awhile ago when when they were new. They were Tiffany blue, not camel like everyone's these days, and they were a present. But as with leggings, which I wear to the gym and around the house but otherwise have a certain wariness of, these boots became too trendy, and now they adorn all ladies legs it seems, ages 8 months to 38 years or so.

But in full disclosure, I now own 2 pairs of said-style boots. It happened out of necessity - I acquired my first pair from a Target when in need of appropriate foot attire to stand in the freezing cold of the Washington Mall for 10 or so hours during the Obama inauguration. These little black boots were the least expensive alternative I could find, and roomy enough to fit several pairs of socks underneath them. So enough said.

Next, on my recent trip to Baltimore, I was packing very light. Only there for a day, I brought a single pair of shoes, ballet flats, to serve as my airport shoes, the shoes I wore to the gym, my shoes for all my appointments out, etc. Too bad it was torrentially raining once I got out of my appointments and headed back on the bus to grab a meal and relax at the hotel. By the early evening, hours before my flight, my feet were soaking and squishy, and my shoes un-dry-able. This is when I made the pseudo-desperate decision to book it to the nearest Payless Shoe Source and find, yet again, the least expensive pair of cozy foot-muffs I could. Enter a new pair of these silly boots, this time chocolate brown.

And though it pains me to own these boots, which make me automatically think of 12-year-old mean girls every time I wear them, they are several things I admit - basic, easy, cozy, warm. Living in a crazy place called New England, where they don't even bother to let it stop blizzarding before they shovel the snow off the ground (?!?), I pretty much need these boots. I should be thankful for these boots. But then enter the footie suspenders.

Remember stirrup pants for little girls and occasionally their elementary school teachers to wear with a baggy sweater?

Well, in case you want to re-live those days with a pair of faddy boots, go right ahead. In fact, it's a necessity, that if you don't want your jeans to look funky tucked into your big old clunky boots, you need to refashion them into stirrup pants and re-live the second grade.

Honestly, I am no one's judge in terms of fashion. In fact, the more funky the better, and everyone is entitled to their own personal style. But I am just saying if you have to stirrup your pants to make your Clydesdale feet look cooler this winter, I am not of your kindred.

PS - O and I got into our first snowball fight this morning, and guess who won? That's right - go opposable thumbs!!