I hit the mall on my lunch break. It’s so exciting to see all those other lunch-breakers scrambling and rushing about with their corporate casual attire and arms full of bags. I saw one woman who was decked the heck out from head to . . . mid-shin.
Of course I give her a pass for them damn boots. I mean, they weren’t awful and the ground is snow covered. They didn’t flow well with the outfit but for all I know she may pull a Lynda Carter and change into some super-cute stilettos when she gets to her office. Don’t get me wrong, if the skies pour forth and the temperature drops under -2, I will opt for warmth as well, I guess. But let’s get to the real issue here: The Boot Waddle.
Ladies, be your Dangerously Beautiful selves. I know that an all leather outer with a fleece-lined inner along with frozen toes and 3 pairs of socks is a heavy load to carry but come on, now! You have got to pick up those feet and march a little. I have seen more otherwise glamorous ladies dragging their slew-footed stance across the city then I care to say. I’ll even admit, when I had to fight my way through the mean “streets” of Toys R Us, I did it, too. But no more. Strut, girl.Friday's Girl