I finally purchased snow boots and they are the most glorious of glory-filled boots. At least, the pictures depict them as such and the reviews were similarly promising. Because they are made by the lovely company of Sorel, they should live longer than me unless...
A. I don't take care of the lining.
B. I wear them on the daily.
C. I get really drunk and vomit into them. This may be covered under A.
Thank you, Discover Card, for providing me with an additional 15% off of the retail price AND revoking those pesky taxes. You and I shall be friends forever.
Hello, pretty.
I hope they fit because I haven't yet had a chance to try the mofos on but I have confidence that they will. I've been eyeballing these ever since Victoria's Secret first introduced them to me on their website when they put their fall collection out. It was kind of love at first sight and it was totally mutual.
Next ridiculous warm weather purchase? Enormously overpriced winter jacket. North Face, here I come. I desire to zip my fleece into you/one of your toasty coats.
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