Gorgeousity Slightly Redefined.

Repettos were the one thing Madge and I were going to go to great Parisian extremes to acquire, but instead we got distracted by the fact that they EUspensive and - probably more likely - that we settled instead on good food, good wine, good company, and good salad. (A brief side not here on things which were not good: tempura made by sketchy live-in bohemians, cranky vintage purse store owners, and secret daylight savings time changes.)

For now, though, being it currently -12 degrees here in the Anch, I have been forced to do the grown-up thing and purchase clothing appropriate for the season and climate. For instance, my last purchase was a pair of Russian wool boots called Valenkis Rus; these I fully debated for a week in +3 inches of snow against a pair of Norwegian wool boots called Lobben which all the dogsledders ("mushers") use up here.

As you can see, I eventually went with the one with the bigger pictures, more American-Apparel-like ads, and the non-Norwegian styling. And in brown, although I'm regretting not getting them in whitish I think. And let's not doubt the fact I may just end up with some Lobbens this year anyway - although it would sort of negate the fact that the Russians were easier to buy because they were so cheap.