Thursday, 29 January 2009

Uggly vs. Snuggly.

Now, I don't know if it was because of being down under that I went a little topsy-turvy, but whilst out in Australia I made a unlikely purchase. It seems that I have in fact succumbed to the world of Uggs. Or should I say, "uGgs".
The truth is, they are just so comfy. (And might I add, so much cheaper in Aus, or even from an Aus website). It feels like your feet are being given a nice hot cup of sugary tea and a cuddle. Since putting my feet in the delightfully soft sheepskin, I have had to put my metaphorical tail between my legs and leave the anti-Ugg Facebook group I was once so proud to be in.
Made first known to me by the awful Big Brother 8 Charley Uchea, I recall chuckling as a fellow housemate poured water in her posh pair. Though at the time, I wasn't quite sure what she was ranting on about. So, as my first encounter with Uggs was hearing a grown women ranting like a spoilt brat about her newly soggy boots, you can imagine I was hardly an immediate fan. Furthermore, I cannot stand the floppy haired, yah yah, sports team hoody wearers who have brought such a stigma to these snuggly new companions of mine. Maybe I'm just jealous at how those girls get their hair to look so effortlessly and yet stylishly messy. Sigh.
Anyway. If you are also put off by the look portrayed by Uggs, then I recommend never trying a pair on. You will be the new Jekyll and Hyde of the shoe world as you transform into a raging Ugg fan before you even take your first steps. This said, if you do decide to take a trip on the Ugg side, please do buy actual real Uggs. It is just so sad how with fake uggs, after a month or so, the soles collapse and you see people walking about like John Wayne.
I have to admit I am not keen on the most popular classic design of Uggs. I decided to go for an “oatmeal” pair of the Granddad cardigan type material, rather than the traditional, standard tan. I just wasn’t ready to go all the way. Though actually I think they are much prettier; which is very important considering my UK 7 feet. (Which might I add made me even more horrified to have to buy a AUS size 8.5). The fold-and-button-down part of the cardigan Uggs seems to divert your attention from the somewhat over-chunkiness found in the other designs. It appears that there is such a fine line between them being cute and cosy, or looking rather clumsy and stocky.
However, it has to be said that they are just so versitile and simple too. No laces or buckles to fiddle around with on the morning of a 9am lecture, just snuggle in and go. And in the long winter months, which appear to be the majority of the English year, my feet are kept lovely and warm. Even more reason to catch the Ugg bug.
Furthermore, I am told that Uggs are made to keep your feet warm in cold and cool in the heat. So I think that I have an excuse to go on holiday, just to try them out. Just not sure where to find a matching sheepskin bikini.

Monday, 26 January 2009

Feliz Año Nuevo, Kung Hé Fat Tsoi and Happy New Year.

One of my New Year's Resolutions - amongst not biting my nails, eating more healthily and drinking less - is to start writing a blog.

And so here I begin my blog, incidentally nursing my rather sore and nibbled finger nails.
Or rather, lack of.

"For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning." - T.S. Eliot.