I have this friend of a friend who rarely follows through with anything, a case of perma-cold feet one might say. He has no problem starting tasks, making plans, committing to friends, but when it’s time to bite the bullet, it’s highly probable he’s instead, perusing the latest tweets of Kelly Oxford and wondering why his life will never be this funny.
This friend of a friend (who is in no way, shape or form myself) got me thinking about the relationship between figurative and literal cold feet. Figuratively, it’s most often found before phrases like “He reminds me of the summer I got Rebuella.” or “I think she might be my mortal enemy?” and subsequently, is a precursor to any successful marriage; i.e. lasting no more than 15 years and ending in a clean, Tom-and-Nicole-esque divorce.
Literally, it’s less a result of relationship woes and more December through March anywhere north of Oklahoma. It stands to not be a matter of the heart but one of the foot and complementary so, one of the boot. And while one can argue there’s no sure-fire way to combat figurative cold feet, I’ve compiled six that will give the literal a run for its money.
Dr. Martens x Pendleton is a great example of just that. A perfect marriage between the essence of lesbianhood and navajo; one step closer to the second coming of full-body. Its a collaboration that I’m truly behind; anytime I’m able wear something on my feet that normally covers my chest, I’m on board.
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