Only Shallow

The boots finally arrived!!! Thanks to international shipping and Canada Post's nightmarish service standard the delivery of the boots took much longer than expected, but that's alright and I'm over it because they are also quite a bit more stunning than I suspected they would be in real life.
The thing I love about a pair of boots like these, amongst a million other things, is that one can wear exclusively basics save for the footwear, and the outfit still comes out looking interesting and planned. Such is the case with last evening's ensemble: when I tore open the shipping box I was all at once intimidated and joyful at the prospect of wearing them...but yeah, I will not pretend that the intimidation factor wasn't there somewhat.
Oh, and I still stand by my strongly held belief that they look like figure skates. Regardless of the fact that I went way basic with my clothing so that the boots could hog the attention which they intrinsically command, I did attempt to incorporate a little bit of this in with the bowed ribbon in my hair which I tore off an old tutu gathering dust in my closet. G believes they look more like stripper shoes, which I can kind of see the logic in, so perhaps I'm sending off some kind of figure-skater-who-streetwalks-to-be-able-to-afford-the-best-Russian-coach-in-the-world-who-will-help-her-achieve-her-Olympic-dream vibe? God I hope not, but even if I do, whatever. I am of the mind that the awesomeness of the boots outweighs any negative connotation that could potentially be associated with them.
I believe that these are actually going to be easier to wear in the fall and winter (well, the parts of winter when there's not horrendous grey slush and ice everywhere you turn) with opaque tights as per the following Teen Vogue editorial, which I have no idea when or where I found, but have nonetheless dubbed "Canadiana Chic" in one of my many desktop folders. Mind you my new boots aren't closed-toe, beige/black, or Marc Jacobs for that matter, but potato-potahhhto as they say.
As a brief reprieve from my boot diatribe: it was rainy, staying-in kind of weather last night, so in lieu of that I made the best pizza in the entire universe of all time last night. No, seriously.

Wearing

Top and bandeau: American Apparel

Jeans: Moto

Boots: Urban Original

Hair ribbon: mine