...made for walking. And hunting. And going to school. And lounging. Basically, theve done everything. I have a pair of Red Wing Sidewinders (I remember the name because there is a huge freaking snake on the sole...very classy) that I got when I was 16. Im turning 27 this week, thus mis botas are 11 years old this week too. And I actually havent worn them much for the last few years. They got so beat up that my dad bought me a new pair 3 or 4 years ago. They were too hard to break in, so they are sitting in my closet in pristine shape. But last time I was back home, I saw the old pair in the closet. Put them on. Sighed. They have been reintroduced into my wardrobe.
Ode to My Boots:
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways?
One...left foot.
Two...right.
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