It's no secret that I love clothes! And if it's "OUT THERE" I'll wear it!
My favorite time to buy winter attire is after the holidays when all the stores dramatically slash prices to make way for the spring & summer line. Also I shop catalogs if I can find a big enough bargain.
Long have I held a love affair with boots, from cute ankle lengths right on up! And it pains me that I live in a state where the weather is only cool enough to wear them 3 to 5 months a year. I'd sleep in them if I could! Curse you Global Warming!!!
Among them are 2 pairs of riding style boots that I bought in Thrift Shops 25 and 30 years ago, neither is leather. Amazingly, both are still in good enough condition to wear. A couple years back, I bought a pair new and they fell apart the 3rd time I wore them. I was really pissed, I had paid full price because I loved the style!-- In my opinion, someone at a factory in China deserves a good whipping!
That reminds me, I have an over-the-knee pair with long straps in the back like cat-o'-nine tails.
Right after New Year's, I ordered a pair for a price I couldn't pass up! They're dark-gray and thigh-high! To my delight, they arrived on my birthday! They fit my legs like gloves and are just as comfortable as can be!
They are so high they dwarf even my over-the-knee pairs! And even my shortest mini skirts completely cover the tops. But they look magnificent with stirrup pants or a long sweater with opaque hose.
I can just hear a former neighbor of mine saying, "A woman your age in those, shame on you!"
I just turned 62. However, I've never let age inappropriateness stop me before. I look young for my age and I still have thighs to die for, as well as my magic metabolism. Guess you could call me the geezer-teaser.
Back in the 1970's during my blonde years, I was quite striking! Everywhere I went I was mistaken for a model. Men were too intimidated to come close. During that period I was taking frequent trips to Europe. I could walk into a restaurant in Paris or Madrid and turn every head in the room.
In 78 the Gypsy Peasant style was in vogue. This was my favorite look of all time with its sashed peasant blouse, long flowing skirt, & boots. I was in Lucerne, Switzerland all decked out in my Gypsy Peasant outfit, wearing the same chic boots all the French girls in Paris had been sporting. The 3 inch heels made me 5'9. Today, it would make me 5'10! -- Believe it or not, I actually grew an inch in my 50's!
I'll admit I'm not the most graceful woman in the world. I was coming down the long stairs into the lobby, half-way I slipped and tripped . I tumbled, bum-pity bump all the way to the bottom floor! A British couple rushed to my aid.
"Are you all right, dear!" the woman exclaimed. I assured her that I was. "It's so nice to hear another English-speaking voice," she intoned.
Of course at my age, I could break a bone! -- That's why I take calcium and dolomite and other minerals. I've done so for decades. Recently, I had a fall in a restaurant parking lot and got up without even a bruise, so I guess they work.
Whenever I buy a new pair of boots, I have a little romance with them. I'm always trying them on, or constantly going to look at and touch them. This passes after I officially wear them in public for the first time. Then I start to ogle and fantasize about other shoes.
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