October 1st and 68-72 degrees; it is time, friends. Yes, time. Time not only to wear my new fall jacket that I picked up from Joyce Leslie the other day.




And time... for the boots. Last October 1st saw me mostly bedridden, clomping around at intervals on my walker (left leg always tired from balancing most of my weight on it, the ball of my foot burning, constantly having to rest) and plotting to allay my boredom by putting fuchsia streaks in my hair. This year sees me free, practically as good as new and on this nice round date it is time to put away the sandals and begin wearing my beloved knee high high-heeled boots once again.


... let boot season begin...