The Blah Collection

The thing about January Weather is the predictable unpredictable. I’ve got two really nice pair of shoes. One is actually a pair of boots and perfectly for any rainy and winterish conditions whilst the other pair are rocking street shoes, elegant, smart, sporty but not too arsey. And now I wake up, enjoy the moments of sun whilst I’m stepping into the elegant sport pedes-vehicles only to have the shittiest rain coming out of the clouds only half an hour later. So I try to be intelligent and the next day again sunshine. But I’m clever, I’ll step into the big fat boots, preparing for the upcoming rain surprise.
And what happens?

Exactly, the fucking sun fucking stays – no fucking rain. But there I am with my big fat boots. Fantastic.