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I'm a writer by trade. And by passion. I'm a lover of food, friends, and all things Boston. I listen to music pretty much 24/7 and idolize Martha Stewart. I love my job(s), my life, and this city. Follow me on Twitter! @Susie

winter doesn’t scare me.

I consider myself pretty fashion forward. I usually try to stay on top of the latest trends; and though I can’t usually afford them, I like to be informed of the hottest fashions. Some rules are debatable, like is it now OK to wear white after labor day? (I say God, please yes) And do your shoes have to match your bag (I say no, within reason). I do, however, believe that it is now perfectly acceptable to wear black and brown together and will argue this point to my death. If this were not the case, why would Prada bags come in black/brown color combinations? I rest my case. But I think the most important thing is to know what is no longer in style so I can avoid committing any major fashion faux paux.

There is one thing, however, that I refuse to stop wearing no matter how uncool they get. And those are Ugg boots. You can call them hideous all you want, but if you’ve never put your foot in one, you need to stop talking smack and go try them on. I can pretty much guarantee you’ll stop making fun of them and start lusting after a pair of your own. My ex-bf passionately hated them and begged me to stop wearing them, but I absolutely refused (Did I mention he bought me my first pair, changed his mind and tried to give them to his sister, until his mom found out and gave them to me herself?) All last winter I wore them on my commute to work and then could not bear the thought of taking them off. People in my office would make fun of me, but it did not bother me one bit. I was far too comfortable to care what other people thought.

I went to the Ugg outlet in Wrentham the other day and got a brand new pair for this upcoming New England winter. The instant I tried my new pair on, I can honestly say that for about 5 seconds, I actually wanted the temperature to drop 50 degrees and for snow to start falling. No lie. That is how good they are. I cannot wait to stand outside my apartment and wait for the T while a blizzard is occurring all around me. I won’t even notice…at least my feet won’t.

You might argue that Ugg boots are the biggest fashion faux paux of 2007 (and 2006 and 2005, etc.), but I can assure you that I will be wearing my Uggs until I’m 80 years old. My husband may leave me because of them, my kids might disown me, but I’ll be happily trudging through the winter snows in pure bliss.




Bring it on, Winter. You ain’t got nothin’ on me.

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