So normally I go barefoot (or in socks if it’s chilly) in SL, sort of like in RL, because well really why not, and especially heels make my feet hurt.
But well I’ve been on sort of a clothing-acquiring binge for a few days now, as mentioned in the previous post, and somehow this led to my acquiring some very (very very) nice boots.
(Not that I don’t have some other nice boots that I have acquired from various hunts and chairs and stores and friends over the years, but…)
Silvana tights (in Forest) and Lavinia top (in brown, with feather collar) from Kunglers.
Amazing BAX Prestige boots, also in brown, also from Kunglers.
The boots (which somehow don’t make my feet hurt hardly at all) were actually the finishing touch on this to-die-for Autumn outfit:
Silvana tights (in Forest) again and Lavinia top (in brown, feather collar off this time) again, the latter mostly hidden by the lovely Brigitte knit coat in Moss.
And the amazing boots again.
I can’t usually wear high-waisted stuff like this, but somehow in glorious warm earthtone knits I adore it.
The boots are amazing not just because they look so grrrrrr, but also because they have like a zillion options and things, including optional walking sounds, two different optional AO walks, being able to have the sleeve at the top up or down, or put on rolled-up denim for wearing with jeans, and four different basic brown shades and the ability to recolor like every tiny little detail.
Usually I keep them basic brown and black, but if one wanted to get a little crazy…
Lavinia top again, this time with adorable little Gigi sequined shorts (skort?) in Garnet (from Kunglers yet again), and with the boots set so that the zipper and edge details are in metallic gold, and the soles largely in red.
Not only do the boots make me six inches taller (six foot three, yipes!) and maybe a little hawt (blush), but with these shorts my legs look, like, five miles long.
Oh, and if it occurs to you that I don’t generally have nearly this much fashion sense, you’re entirely right. :) Introduction to Kunglers, as well as quite specific suggestions on what would look good, are all owed to v nice an’ well-dressed friend Michele again (in fact as I recall this latest burst of acquisition was because I admired the Brigitte knit that she was wearing (hers in purple), and she said, ya know…).
I am becoming such a lil clothes-horse! :)