Attack of the Killer Boots

I own a pair of boots that are snazzy and ultra-cool. well, to me, of course... and they're great with jeans, but slutty with skirts... the other day me and mah friend agatha went to the mall to buy books... course we didn't exactly JUST buy books. (one, because the stupid books we were looking for were sold out and two, because well, who want's to go to the mall and JUST buy books??!! no offense to those who do.) we went clothes shopping. agsy of course, bought at seventeen, yrys, and nafnaf was on sale... woohoo... and i have to mention that i saw my dream jeans but they didn't have my size!!! (insert heartbreak)... anyway, so we went to my kinda store to just check out clothes and hopefully find some jeans to ease my broken heart. i must mention that by this time we had walked roughly 12 miles (?) exaggeration? hmmm... point being, it felt like my feet were fastly losing blood and feeling. so i got a pair of jeans and went to try it on but ohoho!! as soon as i removed my boots, i had leg cramps and my muscles seized and, well, think me crumpled up on the floor of the fitting room crying. :) seriously, i felt like i was never going to walk ever again.... oh killed feet, what have i done???!!! which brings us to the question: WHY DO GIRLS WEAR HEELS ANYWAY? why do we? huh??!! sure, they kill our feet, and reprimand me for wearing dearly beloved boots on a near-hiking trip but still. is it vanity? stupidity? or is it just that boots are plain damn sexy? sure, if i go on at this rate-- wearing my boots for long walks, and alternately vowing to burn them and vowing to wear them the next day... i sure as hell will have varicose veins by the time i hit twenty. i think sarah jessica parker said it best: "These shoes PINCH my feet... but i LOVE them." (",)