
You know those items that bring back random memories instantly- memories that you would rather not remember because they were so embarassing?
Growing up, I was always pretty clutzy. My list of stories of me falling, running into things, spilling things, etc. is a mile long. Granted, having a friend named
Sarah, that aided in clutzy moments occurring never helped anything, but i did eventually forgive her :).
Enter random memory of today, brought to you by western booties. I was online this morning, looking at fall boots, and spotted the beauties above. They reminded me of the glory days. I went to a small private school until high school. In the mornings, our parents dropped us off at the top of the driveway and we had a little ways to walk to get to our classroom building. One morning, I was running late as normal and exited the car swiftly, grabbed my backpack, and started running to get to the classroom before the late bell. I was wearing leggings, a Hanna Andersson dress, and western booties. First point- I was acutally wearing western booties... and I thought I was really cool. I know you can see this coming, but because I was running and the booties were newer, the lack of traction made me slip on the pavement and fall, face first. Scratches everywhere, hole in the leggings, all the goods. So, not only was I now physically and mentally disheveled, but I was indeed late to class and was able to enter the classroom as an obvious victim of a fall on the pavement. I know that falling and scratching yourself is on the bottom of the list of embarrassing moments, but in middle school, those things can be traumatic. Thank you, western booties...