Thanks to a recent unpleasant experience with a late-season hurricane that shall remain nameless, I have come to the realization that I need to upgrade my rain boots to something sturdier and less girlish. Please help. —Angela
Manolo says it is true! The pink girly gum boots that were fine for skipping down the street to the patisserie in the light mist would likely prove unsuitable for wearing while chain-sawing into kindling the oak tree that has crushed your Prius.
But this is why the 500-square-feet walk-in shoe closets were invented, no? Because you need many different sorts of the shoes for many different sorts of the occasions, including the various situations that arise during the natural and/or manmade disasters.
For the example, by the Manolo’s reckoning, to be properly dressed during the recent hurricane would have required at least five different pairs of the shoes, to include the it-won’t-be-so-bad-hurricane-party shoes, the ayyyy!-we-are-all-going-to-die-drunk shoes, the oy-it-was-worse-than-imagined-hangover shoes, the what-to-wear-to-the-Red-Cross-shelter shoes, and, finally, and most importantly, the shoes of did-not-listen-to-the-warnings-remorsefulness.
As for what sturdy foul-weather boots the Manolo would recommend for the young lady who vows to take matters more seriously next time, the Manolo is partial to the Hunter Huntress ($135, Zappos.com), the traditional tall Wellington that has served generations of unflappable English ladies very well.