Ah hah. The cool boots have found me. Women know what I’m talking about. You don’t find great shoes, they find you. They whisper, purr, draw you in, then wrap your feet in soft, soft leather and promise to take you anywhere….
Now I just need a hott date to take me and my hott hott boots out on the town.
Are those “going out on the town” boots?
They look a little more like “quiet evening at home, with possible domination and light whipping” boots to me. Zowie!
But then again, what do I know?;)
Let me be the first to say…those ARE some rockin’ hot boots, babe! 😉
Glad to see you’re doing well! 😉
Hmm. It appears that, by Darren’s standards, I’m not a part of womankind. :/ I, too, am not very good at differentiating cool shoes with not-so-cool shoes. These do indeed look schexy, but my shoe-knowledge is limited to “gee, these shoes make my feet hurt” and sundry.
well, except for my vinyl boots. Those rock my world. But only in certain circumstances. Alas, I can’t wear them to work, unless I change jobs and become a hooker. 🙁
I’ll be your hott date! 🙂
Shoes are the sole demesne of womenkind. I’ve never been able to, with any reliability, separate attractive shoes from unattractive shoes.
That said, these do seem pretty, uh, wicked. Of course, that’s hardly a ringing endorsement, coming from the likes of me.