Instant gratification. It’s a slippery little sucker. For the past several years, each fall, I’ve almost purchased (as in they were in my online shopping cart and I was checking out) a pair of Frye boots. Last year, I even ordered them, but returned them because they didn’t fit. I’d put them out of my mind, but then we had to go and get a Frye store in DC. Walk in, try them on, bring them home?! Ack. I did it. A gorgeous grey pair of Melissa Buttons. Softer than a baby’s behind. And then I got them home and just couldn’t rationalize the purchase. Back they went. So, I still want them. Now.
Hear me, Santa? Let’s make it happen.