You will remember that I am running out of time to write about boots & I do still have quite a few pairs to get through. After about a week of really intense heat, it was a delight to wake up with goosebumps this morning (21 degrees centigrade people, that is cold for Sydney). I got a bit excited at the prospect of wearing a pair of knee high black boots with a frock. For those few male Caveat Calcei readers out there, wearing a frock and boots is the female equivalent of going to work in shorts and tee-shirt, the time spent thinking about dressing and thereafter dressing is cut by half if not more. My sense of boots-induced well-being lasted well throughout my commute into the city. It lasted until I got to the office whereupon one of my colleagues announced loudly that my boots were boring. Can boots be boring? Are these boots boring? Should I simply hang up my keyboard now? Dear Shoe Jurors, please let me know what you think.