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These Boots are made for walking

    
Mary Jane Boots by Marc Jacobs



     Finally I am in my other home, the Philippines.  As I am slowly creeping in the ranks of the senior citizens, I don't find travelling as much fun as five years ago. Being airborne for 18 hours in a stale cramp space, how I wish that I can win a lottery so that I can buy a comfortable arrangement in my crossing of the Pacific Ocean.

    Its understandable that majority of Filipinas going home to their tropical abode  when some parts North America were buried in 6 inches of snow, wearing knee length boots was de rigueur.  I wonder how they managed when their legs and feet swell after travelling almost 8250 miles up in the air.

    It was in  my second leg of my trip in Narita airport in Tokyo (another 4 1/2 hours plane ride to reach Manila) when I was totally blown away what some Filipinas would do to be fashionable and to announce to the people in NAIA that they came from the world of snow and sleet.

     There were a couple of Pinays in the bathroom, taking off their ballet flat shoes  (obviously they wore it from the States to Japan leg of the trip) and trying their mightiest to fit their swollen feet and ankle  in their fancy riveted knee length boots.  I feel for them, the look of utter frustration and maybe pain were written all over their faces. After a game of tug of war with their boots, they finally managed to squeezed in their extremities in the ultimate symbol of the land of winter wonderland where these types of boots were worn.

    It would not surprise me if they requested for a wheelchair during deplaning in Manila. Its not easy being a fashionista but its stupid to subject yourself to torture when you know you are arriving in a country where the weather is warm as a boiling kettle , and you are wearing a boots that's probably cutting the blood circulation to your brain.

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