Okay, these boots? OBSESSED. Found them after a wild goose chase for wingtips that didn’t look like grandpa shoes. The leather smells like a luxury handbag (real cowhide alert!) and the brogue detailing is *chef’s kiss*. Wore them to a funeral with a fractured toe (RIP my dignity) and they were shockingly comfy.

Sizing drama: I’m usually between sizes, but the 9.5 fit like Cinderella’s slipper—if Cinderella had narrow feet and hated heels. Wide-footed friends, maybe skip or size up twice? The elastic sides are genius for calves that fluctuate with pizza intake.

Style points: Pair with skinny jeans for instant ‘cool art teacher’ vibes or dresses for ‘accidentally chic’. Sole grips like a gecko—tested on rainy sidewalks and questionable dance floors. Not winter boots though; slush would murder these beauties.

PS: That little pull tab? Fragile as my patience in traffic. Use it gently or mourn its demise like I did. Still worth every penny—already eyeing the brown pair!