• fashion,  jack,  shoes

    Wellie woes part deux

    What’s Jack up to? Today’s he’s busy getting into my knitting bag and unraveling yarn. How many times do I have to tell you, you are not a cat, Jack!

    So, being like a dog with a bone, I refuse to give up my size 11 shiny black Wellie search.

    At 11:45 last night I thought I had finally hit pay dirt. At JC Penny of all places. There they were. Shiny, black, OK, the shaft could be taller, (laugh here if you like) but it was fine. I was happy. Really and truly happy as the DH can attest to.

    I scroll down the sizes and see it. 11. Oh the joy! I jump off the bed and do a premature happy dance.
    Then I select my size then hit the add to shopping cart button. Nothing.

    I hit again. Nothing.

    Then I see it popped up in red: This item is no longer available.

    UGH. The horror.

    But watch out, all of you conspiring to keep my away from my dream boots. I will not give up. Onward to fashion nirvana!

    Best,
    Kwana

  • fashion,  jack,  shoes

    Wellie woes

    What’s Jack up to? Today he’s enjoying the crazy January weather. It’s almost 60 degrees in New York. So, he’s pretty happy to have folks (me) take him for walks and not complain or rush him.

    So, I’m having Wellie woes. Truth be told, I’m always having shoe problems. Through no fault of my own, just genetics (thanks parents), I have huge size 11 feet. Sure people placate me with ,”but you’re tall”. I don’t care. That does me no good when I fall in love with a particular shoe and find it only goes up to size 10. UGH! And yes I’ve checked all the major online and retail sources. And they do have plenty of shoes in size 11, but of course they are not the cute shoes I want.

    All that said, right now I’m on a hunt for some slick shiny black Wellies. I fell in love with a pair at 9west only to be told no size 11. Not even on the web. I guess they didn’t make them.

    I have found one pair by Evercreatures but they are only in the UK so they’ll be all over priced with the shipping. A sane woman would just give it up, but I’m afraid that won’t do and I’m not that sane. Any time I see some cute size 7 sashay by me in some funky Welles, I’ll have the incredible urge to trip her up.

    What’s a size challenged fashionista to do?
    Best,
    Kwana