5/28/2002 04:17:00 AM [ link ]
I am depressed to discover that my most favorite and revered pair of shoes is flawed. My trusty boots... vital to completing some of my favorite outfits, they also cause me to be subjected to mockery in certain circles. More important than their stylistic value, however, is their status as my all-time number one puddle jumping footwear. For some reason that I can't explain, I am crazy about rain and the way it smells and the way it slowly soaks through clothes and hair until you feel twice as heavy as when you were dry. The only thing not to love is the repulsive squishy squishy sound of wet socks inside of shoes. That, of course, is where the boots come in.
Today, my downpour-related wanderings led me to a small river. (By this I mean an alleyway that was filled with over 6 inches of running water.) I was already soaked through, so I figured it would be the perfect place to jump, spin, dance... create artfully constructed splash pictures and pretend like I made them on purpose...
It was then that I discovered the saddening news: my boots are only mostly waterproof. And certainly not built for such rigorous activities as wading in an alleyway-river.