The past few weeks I’ve been seeing all these pretty girls in lace-up ankle boots: some with a wedge heel and some with just a good, sturdy doc marten-esque revival. Eurotrash just really loves the whole Kate Moss-meets-Anne of Green Gables effect these particular fall boots give off. And it was all whimsical and very hipster of me to wanna be that girl too, and then I saw the Jeffrey Campbell Clinic boot. Stop.
Prairie flew over the cuckoo’s nest. (Yes, I’ve been reading unhealthy doses of fuck yeah menswear lately – it’s brilliant). So, I’ve put the really practical side of things on the back burner and decided that I should really have the Jeffrey Campbells in my winter wardrobe, holes and all. Because that’s what socks are for, right?
Oh yeah, and in case you’re wondering about the kind of boots I opted against in favour of the Clinic boots:
Now, looking at them again, these are also very cool and totally practical for walking around the city in the dead of winter. This is why I’m selling my Brian Atwood gold pumps – they hurt and I want these boots instead.
But this could just go on forever….