Today, on Impulsive Purchases, I decided  that I really needed these Dolce Vita boots. I’ve been wanting them for a while, and I really think that if you continue to want something over the course of some months, you should just give in and do it. Unless of course this thing is ‘to commit murder’ or ‘suicide’ or ‘get face tattoo.’ With these boots I will be thoroughly embracing my height. Technically, not only do I embrace my height with these boots, I basically smother and smush it to death. They make me feel like a spy and or bar wench, but also like I’m somehow on the Oregon Trail, stomping through dust  to or from some kind of trouble.