Black Boots

'What's in the box?' my husband asked me the other day as I signed for a delivery from the UPS cutie guy.

'My new boots,' I told him.

Later on as I was trying on the new boots he came and admired them.

He then asked the inevitable.

'How many pairs of black boots do you need?'

He has a point. I don't really collect a lot of things, I actually try and keep things around here clutter-free, but I do seem to have a fairly extensive collection of black boots.

I think it's inevitable. I live in Canada, we need boots to keep our feet warm and with the changes in fashion I tend to buy a new pair of boots every few years. Also, black just works with everything.

So, 

I have a pair of ugly but really REALLY warm black boots that I wear to walk the dog.

I have high length flat-heeled black boots that I wear with jeans.

I have high-heeled high length black boots to wear with skirts.

I have high-heeled low cut boots to wear with dress pants.

I have last year’s high-heeled high length boots that are kinda scruffy so they don't look good enough to wear when I get dressed up but they still look too good to give away.

I have the flat-heeled low boots that I thought were comfortable enough to wear with casual clothing when I bought them but, they're not really that comfortable, so I don't wear them a lot now.

I have the black boots that I bought with the lovely red heels that are super cute but they don't go with much of what I own so they only get worn when I wear my red sweater and I remember to pull them on.

And then finally, I have a black pair of Uggs that I bought because everyone else around me had Uggs so I thought I should too. But now, I don't wear them that much because I really don't want to wear the same boots as everyone else. 

Which makes it um, eight. I own eight pairs of black boots. And, I guess if you're counting, with the new pair I now have um, nine.

Nine.  

It's a lot but I figure as long as I'm in the single digits I'm still good.

Right?

Right.

Sigh.