February 7, 2004
CREATURE COMFORTS
I have to tell you I'm a huge fan of the Land's End all-weather moccasin:
They are all-weather, too. I eschewed my rubber gumsoles for these puppies most every day in Whistler, and trudged through a foot of snow without issue. The snow just fell away. Five days of abuse and they looked brand new.
Can we speak comfort? Sure! I'm becoming an old curmudgeon, anyway. In a few years I'll quit talking about the great bars I hit on my travels, and instead issue diktats on the best early-bird specials. Then I am open game. Then you can shoot me.
I digress. So the moc is awesome. $29. Comfort and ortheopedic support beyond belief. I would pay $100 for these all day. I just ordered two more in black and gray to go with the taupe.
Now if Bean or REI would just come out with a line of Gore-Tex underwear that wicks away urine I could just pee myself all day long, instead of fumbling through four layers of clothing, and give the person sharing my lift chair a knowing wink and a nod.
One other thing: these shoes are almost culture-proof. I don't care if you're 4 or 74, you look okay in these. Unless, of course, you're one of the .001 percent of the population that's Goth, and still shove hatpins in your forearm while touching yourself to Morrisey and Cure CD's.