I have coveted my mother's Ugg boots for years.
I keep telling myself I will buy a pair,
but at over £150 plus P+P I've put it off numerous times.
My train of thought being, when in doubt leave it out.
I haven't spent that much on a coat let alone pair of booties.
During my adulthood there have been times,
when I have had to live frugally
and so I do find it hard to splash out sans guilt!
Don't get me wrong l do treat myself,
but I think once, twice, thrice beforehand.
I do also believe very strongly -
and l have posted on this subject before-
that the anticipation is the fun part, perhaps this is a case in point.
However during my December visit to my folks,
I wore almost constantly my mum's older pair of Ugg's
and they were wonderfully comfy and warm.
(Though not so petty since ''le bodger' applied his handiwork)
So with some Christmas cash and a bit more,
I researched the Ugg phenomena carefully
and on Boxing Day I ordered a pair from Australianuggs.com
they were on sale and with the P+P were affordable-ish.
Yesterday I was advised they were waiting for me at the Parcelforce office
and I could collect them when I had paid the VAT and charges.
I wasn't sure whether to be pleased or miffed,
they were here but I had incurred charges.
I had to pay £23 and collected them on the way to work,
and when I was settled I got them opened.
The gallery was so quite I tried them on.
Ahh! so warm and comfy, though a tad snug,
as the sheepskin was all springy and upright like a lamb.
However this morning I wore them out as it was cold.
We dropped off my daughter at work,
then Larry and I parked up dropped by Starbucks for a skinny latte, for me not him,
his is drenched with caramel syrup and sugar, I do like sweet but that would make my teeth itch!
then I whizzed around Tesco for a few things,
which as you know 'a few things '
very oddly adds up to a weekly ££ shop at the check out!!
How does that happen?
The thing of it is, these Uggs make me slop around,
I can't pick my feet up properly and
I feel even shorter than my now 5'7"
(three years ago I WAS 5' 8.5" and no one can tell me why!)
I got hotter and hotter, until I was flushing from my toes to the tips of my hair,
removing layer after layer, at the check out
and beside myself with frazzledness,
I thought my head would implode
with all the little explosions in my head.
Is it the boots, the coffee or me?
I'm not blaming the Ugg's but my now my feet are aching
from the flat-footedness of them.
When I look down I feel like Mama Bear with these huge dumpy feet.
I don;t need bigger feet I'm a size 8!
But I don't feel like that when I wear my mother's,
perhaps that cos she's worn them in so well
and maybe its' cos they are hers and all that that implies emotionally!?
Or is that too deep?!
SO if anyone is after a pair of short, sheepskin Australian Uggs, size 8 uk -
you can have then for the price I paid, no more no less -
btw these are not Deckers UGGS made in China, these are Uggs made is Australia,
Ugg's but not UGG's if you understand.
I think they've got to go!
( or should I wait ...?! duh!)