I had these boots for about a month. We were in Brussels at the time and got up really early to take the first train to Paris for the start of the "soldes." I loved them. Their smell, their shape, their colour. I had to have them. I was standing outside the Rick Owens store in Palais Royale clutching my purchase, and it started to snow. It was like a dream. I paraded around hotel rooms in Brussels, Antwerp and Paris in them. Then I got home. Depression set in. I loved these boots but the reality was that I would most likely have very limited opportunities to wear them, living where I live, I thought. So I sold them. I tried to pretend it wasn't hard to do, but it was.
Now, I have these. I just got them in the mail today and they are awesome! Bless the low euro right now! I know I've said this before, but I really really believe in waiting. If you want something enough it will find its way to you. I've waited so long for these particular boots and finally the right time, connections, opportunity and currency rate came along! I know I will get a lot more wear out of these than the ash pull-on boot, but they will always be in my heart.
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