Wow so remember that Noise Pop reading I did last week? (Which, by the way, was so much fun and, perhaps not coincidentally, featured lots of alcohol-inspired beverages, woo boy.) So the event was sponsored by Dr. Martens, and as a very nice gesture to the performers, they offered each of us a free pair of shoes…just pointed us at the DM website and told us to pick whatever we fancied. Now I haven’t owned a pair of DMs since college, so I was expecting to find the same old yellow-stitched boy shoes of yor. But just look what I spied:

Not only are these Jenna boots comfy, and sexycontin-ly addictive, but they actually fit around my child-bearing ankles and cow-sized calves! I am very, very happy.

And they go so nicely with my woodgrain skirt (from sadly now-defunct Maude O.), not to mention my latest Operation Grow haircut (I trekked out to my hair-lady in Dog Patch on Friday, a visit I two-birded with a stop by Annie and Eric’s new, amazing, bright, and inspiring studio, so nice!)…

…and our bedroom’s snuff-film carpeting…

…and, wayyyy back in the corner there, my great cavemannish HUGA magazine rack, which I bought long ago at the Giant Robot in LA and which also makes me very, very happy. Life is good!