A very brief blog today to kick start the week. Alas it is a sad day in Prim Land as I finally admit defeat and declare that my favourite 1980’s vintage brown boots have died.
They won’t be kick starting anything from now on.
These soft brown boots were, to me, the perfect brown boots….flat heels, orangey tan colour, lace-up detail on the back, low ankle height and so damn comfortable and cool. I am a major brown boot kinda gal, I love ’em and I have heaps of them, but these were the bestest for sure! I bought these boots at a car boot sale in London many moons ago (back when car boots actually had good stuff at them!) for a mere £2.50! I guess I can safely say I’ve had my moneys worth out of them but, oh my, I just wish they could go on forever and ever and ever and ever…. They were in a good pre-loved state when I got them and damn it, I have worn them into the ground, I’ve stitched up holes in the sides and polished them many a time to try and buff them back to life, but as I wore them merrily the other day I noticed that the holes were back in a big way and that the sole was coming away at the front on one foot….there is only so much fixing a girl can do, I was dragging around what was starting to resemble ripped up rags on my feet…I have to face up to that fact that I have danced my last dance in these babies. They’ve been with me through the good and the bad, like a chummy pal, their wounds and scars show the fun we have shared…….I shall miss these beauts. Big time. I shall keep looking for a new pair to love as much as I loved these but my heart has been well and truly smitten over these and I fear no others will truly live up to them…I jest, but it genuinely is a real wrench to finally give up on a favourite pair of boots…forgive me as I now shuffle off to sob into the carcass of my old dead boots……xx