Confucius say: Woman in winter boots with stiletto heels very foolish if living in Minnesota.
Did you know that in Minnesota, they sell winter boots with stiletto heels?
Aside from the fact that I relish the idea of “hurting” the snow as I walk through it wearing a nail thin pointy heel, the other side of me wonders in what weird alternate reality would winter boots with a stiletto be, well, sensible in Minnesota? Note – I realize this makes me sound like my mother and in this case, I am willing to live with that. In fact, I have been known to wear my "work" clothes all evening long and NOT changing into my "casual" clothes, so I have not totally and completely sold out to my mother's sensibilities.
To be honest, I have not seen any women walking through the copious amounts of snow and slush currently on the ground here in stiletto heeled winter boots. And look, I live in the heart of Minneapolis. This is the big Midwestern city. Where are these boots snow-bound fashionistas? Maybe outside the city proper, a stiletto boot is more apropos in a suburb like Edina where the housefraus’ can wear them as they discipline the help? Maybe those affluent suburban gals can wear them as they go from heated garage to heated parking ramp to heated charity event and back around again. But if that’s the case, why even wear the winter boot? Why not a cute sandal to show off the pedicure that still looks good from your trip to Martinique over New Year’s?
In Minnesota, true adulthood is not realized when you have a child. Oh no. Adulthood is a state of purchasing and wearing sensible and warm winter clothing, to include boots that not only keep you warm, but also dry. Cute looks are totally optional as you enter this phase of your life. It usually comes between the idealism of your 20’s and the bitter reality of your 50’s. This year I bought not only my first really great pair of winter boots I have ever owned but in an effort to be semi-fashionable, I bought my first pair of Uggs. The “so ugly they are adorable” boot starlets and fashion mavens discovered a few years ago, they are the boot version of the member’s only jacket, i.e., they never seem to go away. They practically double the square footage of my feet and what’s really exciting is that I’m quite sure I can also water ski on them this summer due to this wide width. They are warm and dry and lined with fleece. I love them but do NOT look like the throngs of younger women who wear their Uggs with tight tight jeans and plaid shirts like little lumberjack lolitas. Mine are black suede on the bottom with a knit shaft and a cute little ring of sheep fleece on the top. They are adorable but a little matronly. They are not hot. My friend David thinks the word “ugg” pretty much describes them actually. But I don’t care because I’m not afraid of slipping or of sloppy, slushy ponds of water as I cross the street to buy a new handbag that will never touch the snowy, salty mess we live in right now.
Back to the issue at hand. Stiletto heels on winter boots. I’m a stylish, fashion-loving gal. I wear heels that only cause pain largely only in my arches, because that’s the way it’s always been done. A winter (i.e., snow) boot with stiletto heels sounds like a broken hip waiting to happen and frankly, who needs that?
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