(Kinda) Late To The Party And Loving It
I didn’t own a pair of Bean Boots until circa 1992. When I moved to in 1980 my shoe of US heritage was the Penny Loafer, black and brown (new penny tucked into the front for each new pair). This was one of the items that marked me out as American at my British boarding school, where the uniform was a kilt during the winter and magenta and chocolate striped blazer and boater hat in the summer. They were a way of standing apart and reinforced my American-ness. Scotland
While planning to move back to
in 2009, I got down to priorities. Before I had bought my ticket, organized the packers or even quit my job for that matter, I had to order my new boots to cope with the harsh winter I would soon call my everyday. “Ooh it’s warm today” (only -10!). I toyed with other choices, but was really just playing around. There was only ever one boot for me…the shearling lined 10” Bean Boot had my name on them. I prefer the dark chocolate brown leather to the tan, but it is a small detail. I figured I would need all the warmth I could get and this boot is perfect. I had them shipped to my brother’s place in Vermont so I could pull them on straight off the plane.
8 weeks in to my move back, I have worn them every day and can’t wait for a reason to buy the gumshoe (when I don’t need to wade through feet of snow and just want weather proofing for my feet). And more than anything, they remind me that I truly am home."
"My new boots….can’t wait to get that weathered and worn look to them."
Picture courtesy of James Fox
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