I have terrible feet. I discovered several years ago, that my feet are happiest in men's cowboy boots. I buy most of my boots at online auctions.
Several months ago I purchased an almost new pair of boots. They are incredibly comfortable.
Majorette costume. I lived in a Catholic neighborhood and my friends were generally the fifth or eight or eleventh child in their family so the white plastic spats that covered their shoes when they showed up on Halloween were grey, dirty and cracked. My boots felt good but every time I wore them I thought about Meggie or Beth Ann or Ann Marie or Mary in their sad majorette spats.
A while back I discovered the wonders of Tarrago self shine shoe polish which also works as a leather dye.
Earlier this summer I dyed some olive green leather black with the shoe polish and used it to patch a beloved pair of boots. It was quick and easy to apply the color and it has lasted pretty well.
It took several layers of the polish to get the coverage I was hoping for. I think that the black polish is more highly pigmented. For a little while I thought that perhaps I had created a disaster.
But after a few more layers of the red polish the boots began to look closer to what I was hoping for.
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| in possible disaster mode |
I look forward to wearing them.
And two unrelated bonus topics:
First this loaf of bread. It's a semolina and poppyseed loaf with a fabulous shattering crust.
Secondly, I worked with neighbors in the building to decorate our lobby for Halloween. I asked people with country houses to bring branches. Yesterday, we made paper bats and autumn leaves.











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