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Post-apocalyptic-girly-girl (100308)
When I awoke this morning, it had been raining pretty much non-stop since Saturday night. Knowing that after class I had a dog walking commitment, I decided there was no time for silliness when it comes to today's footwear. So I decided on what I call my "Apocalypse" boots.
Some have called them my "evil boots" and "kick yer teeth in boots", but I stick with my original gut instinct. When I first spotted the boots at the thrift store (oh yea, I thrifted these babies), I had visions of myself living in a Mad Max style world and if I was in this world, the only footwear I'd ever want to wear are boots just like the ones sitting on the shelf. The boots possessed the right amount of leather, straps, and buckles to show I mean business. After a quick prayer to the thrifting gods for them to be in my size, I approached the boots and was pleasantly surprised to find that they were indeed meant to come home with me.
Many women have better shoe stamina than myself. I can't run-walk distances-drive a car-save the day, while wearing any sort of heel. Which is why if I plan on spending my days escaping from baddies in my car, scavenging for gas, walking a dog, running around and generally being an anti-hero, I need a non-heeled shoe.
In stark contrast to the boots. Today I am wearing a thrifted floral sundress with layers to provide warmth on this blustery day. I'm too much of a girly girl to go wander the vast wasteland in full Tank Girl uniform, but the boots add just enough to show I am not one to be crossed.
Floral Sundress: Thrifted
Cardigan: H&M (last year)
Black sweater (worn under everything): ?
Black tights: Monoprix
Boots: Thrifted
Belt: Fleamarket
Beret: Remixed
Post-apocalyptic-girly-girl (100308)
When I awoke this morning, it had been raining pretty much non-stop since Saturday night. Knowing that after class I had a dog walking commitment, I decided there was no time for silliness when it comes to today's footwear. So I decided on what I call my "Apocalypse" boots.
Some have called them my "evil boots" and "kick yer teeth in boots", but I stick with my original gut instinct. When I first spotted the boots at the thrift store (oh yea, I thrifted these babies), I had visions of myself living in a Mad Max style world and if I was in this world, the only footwear I'd ever want to wear are boots just like the ones sitting on the shelf. The boots possessed the right amount of leather, straps, and buckles to show I mean business. After a quick prayer to the thrifting gods for them to be in my size, I approached the boots and was pleasantly surprised to find that they were indeed meant to come home with me.
Many women have better shoe stamina than myself. I can't run-walk distances-drive a car-save the day, while wearing any sort of heel. Which is why if I plan on spending my days escaping from baddies in my car, scavenging for gas, walking a dog, running around and generally being an anti-hero, I need a non-heeled shoe.
In stark contrast to the boots. Today I am wearing a thrifted floral sundress with layers to provide warmth on this blustery day. I'm too much of a girly girl to go wander the vast wasteland in full Tank Girl uniform, but the boots add just enough to show I am not one to be crossed.
Floral Sundress: Thrifted
Cardigan: H&M (last year)
Black sweater (worn under everything): ?
Black tights: Monoprix
Boots: Thrifted
Belt: Fleamarket
Beret: Remixed