My Journey with the Stuart 85 To The Knee Boot
So, everyone was talking about these Stuart 85 To The Knee boots, right? You see ’em online, magazines, everywhere. My friend, Jenny, she wouldn’t shut up about them. “You absolutely have to get a pair,” she’d chirp. Honestly, the price tag alone made me gulp. I’m more of a practical gal, usually.
But then, my cousin’s winter wedding popped up on the calendar. You know how those things are – you wanna look nice, but you also don’t want to freeze your bits off, especially if there’s any outdoor mingling. I needed something that screamed ‘classy’ but also whispered ‘sensible’. My old ankle boots just weren’t going to cut it.
Actually Getting My Hands on Them
So, the big search began. I poked around online for a bit, saw all the different styles. Then, I actually dragged myself to a proper department store. Felt a bit like a fish out of water, if I’m honest. All those shiny displays and assistants who look like they’ve never had a bad hair day in their life.
I tried on a few pairs. The sales assistant, bless her, was pretty patient. Didn’t even laugh when I asked if they’d actually stay up or just sort of sag around my ankles like sad socks. Finally, I bit the bullet. My bank account definitely felt it. They came in this fancy box, and I swear, I left them in there for nearly a week, just looking at it. Almost too scared to wear them, like I’d instantly spill coffee down them or something.
The Trial Run – Very Important Step!
Okay, so with the wedding still a couple of weeks away, I figured I couldn’t just show up in brand-new, high-end boots without a test drive. That would be just asking for trouble. So, I decided on a little practice session.
First, I just wore them around the house. Hoovering in knee-high suede boots? Yep, that was me. Felt a bit ridiculous, but you gotta do what you gotta do. Then, I braved a quick trip to the local shop. Just for milk, you know. Nothing too strenuous.
- They felt pretty good, actually. The heel, that 85mm, wasn’t too crazy. I could walk like a normal human.
- The suede was lovely. You can just tell it’s good quality.
- And the big one – they stayed up! No constant yanking, which was my main worry.
So, the initial practice? Success. I was feeling a bit more confident about not face-planting at the wedding.
The Big Day and Life After
Wedding day arrived. I paired them with a nice, simple dress I’d got. And honestly? They were spot on. Kept my legs surprisingly warm, looked pretty darn smart, and I managed to stay on my feet through all the mingling and even a bit of awkward dancing. No sore feet the next day, which was a miracle in itself, considering Uncle Barry’s moves on the dance floor.
It’s funny, I bought them for that one specific thing, thinking they’d be tucked away for “special occasions only.” But I’ve found myself pulling them out more than I expected. They just seem to make even a casual jeans-and-jumper day feel a bit more… intentional. Like I actually made an effort.
The weirdest thing, though? My old manager, Brenda, was at that wedding. Haven’t clapped eyes on her in years, not since that whole mess where she basically made it impossible for me to come back properly after my youngest was born. Said I wasn’t “focused enough.” Anyway, she waltzes over, all fake smiles, and says, “Oh, darling, your boots are fabulous! Wherever did you find them?” I just gave her a polite little smile and said something like, “Oh, just something I picked up.” Didn’t give her the satisfaction of knowing they were my big splurge. Some folks, eh? But the boots? Definitely a good buy. They’ve seen me through a few things now, and they’re still going strong. Unlike Brenda’s “support.”
