Regular readers (reader?) might know: I can get a little obsessive.
I've always been obsessive about clothes. And recently, especially,
I've become obsessive about exploring and wearing high quality
clothes--to the point of almost ruining my relationships with Ella and
Karen. Take my boots. This winter I decided to buy new boots. Each night
I spent hours researching the exact best boots. Here's what I
did: First, I looked around to see what I liked--what best fit the way I feel about myself and my style.
Then I read forums, style sites. After this, I choose five or six
options. Then, finally, for every shoe, I read every single comment on
Zappos. The shoes I ended up buying, the Chippewa American Handcrafted GQ Apache Lacer Boot, had 53 reviews on Amazon--I
read every single one. From the reviews of my boot, I learned that you
should order one size down, and that the shoes run a bit narrow (a point
I ignored to disastrous consequence). Finally, I priced shop, and ended
up buying my boots from Amazon.
All that research, and obsessive comment reading, took many
hours--hours that I probably should've spent reading, or writing, or
spending time with Karen and Ella. But when I got the shoes, I knew I
had the best pair I ever owned--I loved the look, feel, everything.
A succinct Chippewa Boot review: wearing the boots, standing over my baby daughter, I feel more powerful and manly.
But they
were definitely narrow, and soon I realized that they were simply too
narrow to wear comfortably. This led to a month-long odyssey. I took the
shoes to three (three!) different cobblers to no fucking avail, and
then finally, after contacting the company, and exhaustively researching
shoe stretchers, I bought a $30 shoe stretcher that did the trick. Now I
wear the boots comfortably--and I probably will for years.
This obsessiveness has also helped me learn the necessary
information about ulcerative colitis--so that I essentially live symptom
free. It's also helped my writing. I believe: Research + experience = decisions that you don't regret. Especially with clothes.
Friday, March 1, 2013
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