It’s bloody cold and I’m breaking in new boots and I’m uncharacteristically early for dinner with a friend. #NYC
I detest shoe shopping. I had my old pair of boots for 9yrs. I took them to get fixed about 3 or 4 times because they were literally falling apart at the seam. Sales assistant was super helpful and I found a great new pair for the next 9yrs. As I was paying, he said
“You’re too stylish to walk out in those old boots. Wear the new ones.” Ouch
So if you see me over the next few days looking like I’m sauntering and walking very slowly: it’s the new boots.
As I was trying on several boots and asking @rerutled for feedback the beloved asked me: “Can you kick someone’s ass in those? Can you run from the police in them? Can you get arrested in them?”
Again: one of many reasons he’s the beloved.
Again: one of many reasons he’s the beloved.
And @rerutled explained to the sales assistant “She was beaten and detained in Cairo wearing those old boots. She was arrested in NYC while wearing those boots. She beat up a man who sexually assaulted her in a club wearing those boots.”
There are a lot of memories with them.
There are a lot of memories with them.
ALSO: I first met @rerutled next to the Sekhmet statue at the @metmuseum Feb. 11, 2015 in those old boots. 💜❤️💜❤️
And here are the much much loved boots I’ve had for 9 years and which have lived so much with me
Ok my friend is here now. Thank you for listening to my story: Mona’s Boots ❤️✊🏽💜
