OK, alone...watching the rain...in boots...dissing snobbish Californicators...but what's with standing on a desk with a cell phone and furry animal (sock puppet?) picture beside those real feet in boots? So much symbolism, so little time and comprehension;
I did realize they resemble those hateful Ugg boots a while after I bought them. At first I was horrified, since wearing Uggs in San Francisco will prompt the Fashion Police to draw and quarter you. Then I rationalized that it's okay because I'm not wearing beige ones with huge fat bare legs, and I paid a fraction of the price those people pay.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that I LEFT California because I didn't want to be constantly plagued by paranoia that the general public would hate me for my footwear.
I mean, come on, hate me for my character, people. It's only human decency.
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OK, alone...watching the rain...in boots...dissing snobbish Californicators...but what's with standing on a desk with a cell phone and furry animal (sock puppet?) picture beside those real feet in boots? So much symbolism, so little time and comprehension;
Those look just like the ones all the girls here in L.A. wear...to be "fashionable"...?! With miniskirts when it's 90 degrees?!
I did realize they resemble those hateful Ugg boots a while after I bought them. At first I was horrified, since wearing Uggs in San Francisco will prompt the Fashion Police to draw and quarter you. Then I rationalized that it's okay because I'm not wearing beige ones with huge fat bare legs, and I paid a fraction of the price those people pay.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that I LEFT California because I didn't want to be constantly plagued by paranoia that the general public would hate me for my footwear.
I mean, come on, hate me for my character, people. It's only human decency.
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