Only my friend-cum-personal-shopper, Irene Kim, knows my plight this season when it comes to finding the quintessential black ankle bootie with a stacked heel, just shy of mid-calf length a la Daria Werbowy for Celine. Well, I originally found the perfect pair on the first try – except to my detriment they were polyester from Zara. Pretty from afar, but far from leather. Who in their right mind would spend $89 on polyester boots? Not me. Not ever.
Countless pairs later – and a single left boot in size 7 at Aldo (to whoever has the right boot, that Cinderella shit ain’t funny) – this morning I finally found a pair that are equal to the Zara pair in appearance and greater in quality. Following basic logic and the story of my life, they are greater in price, too. But I can’t stop picturing these with everything I own, specifically that pair of waxed denim black jeans that have yet to be purchased however exist in my subconscious wardrobe under the category: MUST-HAVE. I’ll shelve these boots in there, too.