The weather is dank and rainy here, although it’s not exactly cold. I, for one, am pathetically grateful for the rain, as it staves off the time when I am poleaxed by a combination of heat and low blood-pressure - and even more because it means I am still justified in wearing my boots. There is no precedent for the lack of new boots in my wardrobe this winter, and it was financial hardship rather than choice that dictated the new-bootless state. Fortunately I already had enough pairs to keep me going.
I can’t really express my love for boots in words (but I’ll have a go, anyway). Shoes do nothing for me. Lined up on bedroom floor are my summer ones, newly heeled, and pretty as they are, they don’t provoke in me the lust and adoration that my scuffed, flat, comfortable every day black boots do, or my divinely beautiful green ones (laces ending in a tasselled bow, round toes, high wooden heel, coming to that point where the ankle flares gently into the calf). The bottom of my wardrobe is a mass of soft beige or black suede or leather, cruelly pointed toes, softly rounded ones, killer stillettos, solid chunky heels and the insouciant faux-innocent charm of no heel at all.
I love the decisiveness of zipping a boot onto my leg, I love the way that by concealing the leg they draw attention to every stockinged glimpse of skin. I like the way that some are deceptively comfortable, despite the extra inches they confer on my height, and the way in which others remind my pinched feet and aching calves every minute that the choice I made was based on vanity rather than comfort.
From the overt sexuality of thigh boots to the almost desexualized idioticy of pixie boots (hello! we already did that in the 80s. They looked stupid then, and they look stupider now), boots just are inherently sexy. The boys I fucked in my youth wore twelve-hole DMs, and the time it took to unlace them was foreplay in itself, and the boots I wore back then were soft black suede with a tendency to pixify thenselves by sliding down my calves, so they were lashed into place with belts that had to be placed and tightened just so.
The wonderful thing about boots (with the exception of white ones - and from that I will exampt a white vinyl pair my mother had in the 60s) is that they go with everything, from jeans to dresses… and they always complement pretty lingerie. Let’s hear it for being pleasured with your boots on.
May 22, 2008 at 11:12 am
Love the boots
excellent pic.
HHNT
May 22, 2008 at 12:56 pm
I love boots too. Nothing makes me feel sexier than zipping into my favorite pair of knee high lace-ups - a pair of boots that I actually have created an ebay RSS feed for in hopes that another copy will appear and I can buy them as a backup.
May 22, 2008 at 1:22 pm
I have a slouchy mid calf brown suede pair with buckles that I got from the kids section at Tesco in a sale. They look fabulous with stockings and a skirt
I also love little ankle boots that make me feel like a pixie. One of the best feelings in the world is at the end of my long drive when Ruf removes my boots. Aaaaah 
May 22, 2008 at 2:00 pm
Love the whole ensemble…boots particularly!
May 22, 2008 at 3:10 pm
Exciting… and you remind me someone…
HHNT!
May 22, 2008 at 3:42 pm
Amen to that last sentence. Let’s hear it for boots swaying high in the air …
May 22, 2008 at 3:47 pm
What a wonderful trib-boot to a sexy piece of clothing. HHNT!
May 22, 2008 at 4:11 pm
So. HOT. Sexy boots.
happyHNT!
May 22, 2008 at 4:12 pm
Sexy!
TK Kerouac’s HNT
May 22, 2008 at 7:09 pm
Unfortunately I can’t really make an intelligent comment; I’ve never been pleasured with my boots on. Is it something you’d recommend then?
Nice boots and nicer words … Happy HNT!
May 22, 2008 at 7:47 pm
Oooo… boot talk! [Elizavetta instantly tingles and shivers in all the right places]
Hmm… I never considered myself to be a fetishist, but after my reaction to this post, I’m thinking maybe that’s exactly what I am when it comes to boots! And here, all these years I thought I just had a snooty thing for quality foot wear.
Great post. Great picture
May 22, 2008 at 8:09 pm
Thanks, Sage.
Rona, I can totally understand doing that. I wish there were shoemakers like dressmakers, so that I could get my black suede ones cloned before they fall apart.
Cake, NOT the dreaded pixie boots, please!
(I like boots that make me feel like a pirate. but that might just be because I’ve got big feet).
Thanks Paul
Searabbit, I hope it’s someone you like…
Zedz, Amen
Greg & Sheryl, Vixen, Tkkerouac, thank you all
Ro, I’d definitely recomend it. Try it, and report back.
Elizavetta, hurrah! Another bootfetishist is born!
May 22, 2008 at 8:19 pm
Boots are great! The best thing about losing some weight recently has been being able to buy elasticated knee-highs - my legs are not my greatest feature!
May 22, 2008 at 8:29 pm
Hair Monster, I truly believe that all legs deserve boots
May 22, 2008 at 8:57 pm
incredibly sexy! u have AMAZING & GORGEOUS legs. wow. happy BEAUTIFUL hnt 2 U ; )
May 22, 2008 at 9:29 pm
I love boots too! The ones you have on here are so very hot looking. GREAT picture! =) The little pixie boots are goofy looking, haha. I also think the right kind of boots will go with any ensemble and look great. Happy HNT!
May 23, 2008 at 1:24 am
I love boots too! HHNT!
May 23, 2008 at 2:05 am
My ankle boots are black leather with a squarishly rounded toe and small heel, scrunched on the outside to look like wings - are they the stupid-looking pixie boots of which you speak? My favourite boots make me look as though I am strolling an eighteenth century country estate.
May 23, 2008 at 2:06 am
p.s. you make the best pirate ever
May 23, 2008 at 4:09 am
It is very rare for my to find a pair of boots that fit my ankles/calves - but I adore seeing them on others. And those are a particularly fine pair indeed
HHNT, xx Dee
May 23, 2008 at 5:38 am
Gosh, Z darling, I’m with you all the way. I have fuck off boots and fuck me boots which I wear according to whim and mood. Shoes I can’t abide at all; haven’t got any. Sandals will have to do in summer but I prefer flip flops; my middle-fingered salute to the boot-less season. Roll on autumn!
o xxx
May 23, 2008 at 7:07 am
Hi Z!
I love the outfit, not just the boots (with their cool, crecent-looking buckles) but the top as well. Combined with the boots and hose it looks like you’re taking the mini-skirt look to a whole ‘nother level.
I know what you mean about the combination of heat and low blood pressure, by the way. It’s just one more big reason I love the Pacific Northwest.
Happy HNT,
figleaf
May 23, 2008 at 10:53 am
I Smile 2 Much (is that possible?), thank you!
Amorous Rocker, boots totally rule, on every possible occasion.
Mariposa, what’s not to love?
Wrenna, I’m afraid those do sound alarmingly like pixie boots, but your favourite ones sound divine. And thank you - I’m impressed with my piratical excellence too
Dee, the best thing about this particular pair of boots is that apart from their pleasing brassiness, they are also amazingly comfortable.
Orchidea, I can’t do flipflops because there’s just too much foot exposed, so I have various pairs of little chinese slippers. I dread to think what I’ll do when they finally fall apart.
Figleaf, I really think any more items of clothing would be superfluous under those circumstances
May 28, 2008 at 2:28 am
Holy hell, Z, are those your feet in that photo??
May 28, 2008 at 5:01 pm
Marianne, are you being mean about my COVERED UP feet? And I believe you have seen my feet, in those very boots.
June 13, 2008 at 6:26 am
Erm… apologies for my tardiness in actually pulling my finger out and leaving a comment…
a. the photo is just plain hotttt. As are the boots.
b. i’m so into doing it with boots on; in my case they’re cowboy boots — battered brown leather, stack heels reaching to about an inch and half below the knee… The only difference was that i dispensed with the clothing from that point and upwards…
And yes, it was some of the hottest fucking ever, tempered only slightly by the edicts issued from birth about soles on the furniture…
June 14, 2008 at 9:29 pm
Minx, yes, perhaps there should be a proviso that boots on the furniture are ok if you’re getting fucked in them?