Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Hello, my name is kettle

I admit, I regularly slam those awful, caveman-like boots that all the trendy young things are all over, but I might be ready to rescind all that bashing. It happened like this: take Mom out for Mother's Day around town, Mom's feet hurt after less than 10 blocks of walking (in Aerosoles, no less!); Mom must buy new shoes to keep enjoying her day (and she wonders where I get it ...). Little shoe shop in upscale beach town only has expensive, European comfort footwear; Mom rejoices, I cringe on the inside. After several failed tries, courtesy of her strangely shaped little toe, I spy a cozy looking pair of UGG sandals with the fuzzy sheepskin lining and insist these may be just what she needs. What I didn't account for is that they looked so darn cozy, I had to slip my foot (or rather, half my gargantuan flipper) into her shoe, just to see. It was love at first step. I am now officially coveting these shoes, or little clouds of heaven as I like to call them. I probably could not bring myself to wear them out much more than to the coffee shop or running errands with the dog, but they are worth it just for that. I hope you will accept my apology UGGs. You were right, I was wrong.

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