After nearly five years together, our run has ended. I arrived at work this morning with a soaking wet left sock and, upon getting situated at my desk, inspected my Hunter boots to find a two inch crack along the bottom of the left sole. It’s officially over. After such a long courtship, through endless winters trudging through slush and snow and into rainy springs that somehow became rainy summers, my Hunter boots and I will be finally parting ways.
I know for many of you, it’s just a pair of boots. And honestly, I don’t get too attached to my clothes. They’re just clothes after all and, in most cases, it’s pretty fun to replace them with something new occasionally. But my Hunter boots were the first pair of rain boots I owned and something I bought when we became urbanites living in the heart of downtown Chicago. Living in the ‘burbs my whole life until our move to Chicago, I didn’t necessarily need rain boots. If it was wet, I ran to my car quickly and then sprinted inside to wherever my destination happened to be. And I certainly didn’t battle long walks through bitter cold weather until I moved to the city, so the need for solid “crappy weather gear” didn’t present itself until we moved here.
As of late, The Man and I have been discussing alternatives to our Chicago city living. With a second little one entering our world, we would love to be closer to family to have an extra set of helping hands (or two or three…). We don’t desire a lot of extra space, but our downtown apartment has started to get a little small as we make space for little baby number two. So while it’s not my attachment to the boots themselves that sticks with me, the end of an era between my boots and me may just coincide with the end of a great run of being downtown Chicago city slickers.
In honor of the beloved boots that lasted so long and took such great care of my feet in less than desirable weather, here’s a round-up of some of my favorite outfits to which these rain boots contributed.
And because I do still live in the city and spring (finally) seems to be springing (hopefully I didn’t just jinx that), I surely will need rain boots soon. So I wasted no time and ordered a new pair of Hunters. Taking a bit of color leap, I chose a brighter style this time despite being a bit nervous that it still had to be appropriate for arrival when visiting my generally conservative client offices. Maybe I stepped out of the “boring conservative zone” a bit too much, but I LOVE purple and found these on sale at Hunter’s website (saving me over $50 on a $140 pair of boots). Fate struck, I fell in love, and hopefully they endure the elements as well as my last pair. These ladies are on their way…