All for a Pair of Bogs

I recently ordered a pair of Bogs, which if you're unmotivated to click the link are heavy-duty rainboots. They're also kind a a status symbol here in the PNW, something you flash to show how hardcore you are in the face of all of this rain/mist/drizzle.  And for those prices, they'd damn well better be....

Anyhow, they arrived and were beautiful and amazing and a little too small. I wear a European size 42.5--because the Euro sizes are static; US sizes have a tendency to vary based on shoe companies--and the boots were a 42. So I sent them back and spend the weekend worrying about whether I actually wanted pink boots. Similar to the fretting I did over the pink slicker.

t all came to a head this morning, when I decided, no, pink boots were not for me. And I didn't choose violet, or teal, or the pretty floral ones. I chose black with a veggie print on the rubber part--it was the pineapple and eggplant that sealed the deal.