Finally debuting my Sam Edelman Zoe boots. I realize at this point they are so ubiquitous that if someone were to put together a fashion blogger welcome package they would be the first item in the bag, along with a pair of wayfarers, denim shorts, and ripped black tights. But I’ve admired them for years and managed to snag them on sale and I will wear them without irony. Well, maybe with an ironic smirk.
I got more than a few stares in them, which I expected. Most women in Boston wear heels that are work appropriate and under 5″. These boots don’t exactly fit that criteria. I held my head high and strutted through town, feeling like a 5’11″ glamazon. Until I stumbled and nearly broke my ankle. Ah, good times.
I am declaring this weekend “internetz free.” My mind feels like a rubber band about to snap from constant over-stimulation. Last night, I parked on my couch and spent hours clicking onto random websites, barely paying attention to what I was seeing. Falling asleep was even more of a shit show. So I’m unplugging my laptop and hiding it and the end of the night and it’s not coming back on until Sunday night. Should be awesome. I wonder if I’ll get the computer-geek equivalent of the crackhead shake? (if unfamiliar, youtube Dave Chappelle. trust me.)
There are a few more pictures than normal- I wanted to show off my bracelets and I finally got enough light to show my blue highlights a bit better.
How much does Chloe Kitten look like a creepster right here? “Oh hai, young girl. I got some candy and catnip under the couch waiting for us. Don’t tell your mom. meow”
boots- sam edelman
Listening to… “Shuv” by Santigold