Lynne Kiesling
I haven’t written about shoes in a long time (sorry Manolo!), in large part because my aging, athlete feet can’t tolerate cute shoes to the degree that they used to. My shoe wardrobe vascillates among low-heeled boots, Converse sneakers (with my orthotics in them), and sandals with heel straps and orthopedic footbeds. I try desperately not to descend into frumpy footwear, but the range of footwear styles that I have has narrowed a lot. Grrr. But I still have my love of cowboy boots, although I mix them up with other boots because my Lucchese boots have a narrower toe box than I can tolerate on a daily basis.
So imagine my aesthetic joy, with a tinge of envy, when I saw the boots that Angus is getting Mrs. Angus for Christmas:
RAWR. WANT. I need another pair of boots like a hole in my head, but what a gorgeous green, and great stitching. WANT. Mrs. Angus is a lucky woman.