Dec 17, 2008
The greatest thing to ever happen to my feet.
I don’t know when it happened, but at some point I became a “shoe guy”. I think it started with the moccasins (R.I.P.) Next was probably my orange Cole Haan/Nike slipons. That led to a few pairs of Florsheims, and the next thing you know, I’m ordering up multiple pairs of Converse All-Stars on eBay. Last summer I picked up a pair of driving shoes from Bananna Republic, and at the time I declared them the Most Comfortable Shoes I Have Ever Owned.
Well, scratch that. My venerable Timberland hiking boots, bought before my northern sabbatical in 1994, finally gave out at the end of last winter. They literally gave out – the soles were disintegrating. Seeing that I need to hike into the office each morning, I began the winter of Aught-Eight looking for replacements.
Last week, I took a shopping trip and ended up at the DSW on Mayfair Road. I had a pretty good picture in my head of what I was looking for, but when my eyes fell upon these beauties, I had to try them on. I instantly made the decision to get them – never even bothered looking at the price tag.
Basically, it’s like wearing a pair of warm, comfy slippers as I trudge through sub-zero temperatures each morning. Except that those warm, comfy slippers extend up past your ankles. My feet are bathed in a wash of soft, fluffy
Thinsulate.
I could not be happier with these.
Handsome. And practical. Lethal combo.
I’ll agree with the fact that these may be warm and comfortable, but these look awful…like man ugs.