I have a strange obsession with wellies. But here in lies the problem… I hardly wear them. I want to… but it just doesn’t rain enough here in Nashville to warrant many days of rain boots. Yet, somehow when I get the chance to put on a pair… I feel like skipping through puddles while walking through the cobblestone streets of Nantucket… walking through the pebbled shores of Jetty’s Beach or sitting on a dock, feet swinging and lips whistling. So, what is a girl to do when she finds wellies such as these… wellies I have yet to ever see… with red grosgrain ribbon and pure nautical perfection? Perhaps, I could get my fix with this pair of temptress heels and wear them with a fabulous pair of wide leg linen pants… I could still whistle?! Definitely Separated at Birth!
Write more… Separated at Birth