Boot Whore!

I caved this week and bought this awesome pair of boots from New Rock.

They come from Spain.

They are awesome.

And I took a big chance on them, because you can’t return them – even if you buy the wrong size. I’m normally about a 7.5, (which can really go either way depending on the brand of shoe). All they had was a 7 or 8, and it’s a damn good thing I went with the 8. They fit like a glove.

Now I originally bought them as part of my super-duper SteamPunk costume thing I’m putting together. (And awesomely enough, the designer has sent me the corset mockup – I need to get laced into it and take pictures to send her…I’ll probably post a few here as well, but it’s coming along very nicely. 🙂

You know – here we are again. I’ll admit I just put them on and pranced about the house for about 30 minutes.

I have no idea where else I’m going to wear them. I may have to find a club next weekend, just on principle.

More Prancing!

And you probably can’t see them, but those are clockwork squids hanging from those hairsticks. Also for said SP costume. Also arrived yesterday.

No, no, it’s okay.

I really do know I’m a dork. Really.

Here’s the cake I made last night for mr myn’s birthday.

We all ate it for breakfast this morning. (I got a bit of a late start on it and didn’t end up icing it until 11:30.

Eh. What do you want from me? I was too busy PRANCING!