Tramping of Boots

Do these boots make my butt look big?


I finally did it - I got  pair of boots.  Now, in my neck of the woods (Eastern Washington State) boots can be rather necessary in winter.  But I refrained from getting any mostly because I never really got out of the house much - let alone in the snow and slush.  But they do make a fashion statement, and compliment many outfits. And when I started getting out on the town with my 2 Sister Friends I figured - why not. Time to take the plunge -- or take the first step?

Lovely with leggings!

After a few unfruitful shopping trips - boots were either too small or too expensive - imagine my surprise when a friend passed along a pair that were too big for her.  My expectations were high, but I tried not to get too excited until I could try them on.  Imagine my joy when they slipped on with no trouble and fit perfectly!

Biker Chicks Beware!


Now I need to get time to get all dolled up and head out to break in my new pair of footwear (pair of feet-wear? feet of pair wear??)

Is there such a thing as TOO MUCH leather?

Stay safe and pretty, Sweeties!

Comments

  1. Jacquie LilJanuary 25, 2018 at 4:57 AM

    Hi Julie, love your fab new boots, girlfriend! You are positively beaming with happiness, too...so sweet! Enjoy them for many fun outings! Hugs!

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    1. Julie M ShawFebruary 1, 2018 at 7:10 AM

      Thanks Jacquie - I've been looking for some good boots for QUITE a while. BTW - just curious . . . . how did you find my blog? I've been trying to get the word out among my friends, but haven't found a good way to get people to read. Thanks - for the comment and for your response.

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  2. Jacquie LilFebruary 10, 2018 at 6:01 AM

    Hi Julie, I'm a bit unsure but I may have noticed you making a comment on some of the other blogs that I frequent - perhaps Stana's "Femulate?"

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