In the last ten years I’ve owned two pairs of work boots. This pair of old RedWings that I literally wore until the soles split, and then continued to wear for another year even though whenever I stepped in a puddle my entire foot would get soaked from the bottom up…
What? I get attached to any article of clothing that I built an entire house in. (Like these jeans… still have ’em.)
However, see those boots in the upper corner of the picture? Those were MysteryMan’s, and I may or may not have harbored a secret resentment over how easy they were to pull on and off while I spent a decade hunching over to tie my own boots and their fashionable red laces.
Anyway, I finally had to retire my ten-year-old work boots after the move last year, and I’m actually surprised I made it through all of last summer alternating between my crocs and muck boots, and never a.) accidentally amputated my foot with the post hole differ, or b.) contracted tetanus from a rusty nail. (Don’t get me wrong, I punctured my foot half a dozen times, but I’m totally up to date on my shots.)
So, when my mom pinned me down about what I needed for a birthday present this year, work boots were high on the list. I mean, I dread breaking in a new pair, but with a ton of shoveling and tromping around the farm in my future, it was time…
This time I thought I could finally get over those years of pent up lace-tying frustration, so my one requirement for new boots was that they were slip-ons. The selection for women’s work boots in general is pretty dismal, and for pull-ons it’s basically non-existent.
I tried on two different pairs at a TSC, and I’m pretty sure my toes would have staged a revolt and murdered me in my sleep if I wore either of those for any length of time. So my mom had a brilliant suggestion… try on the men’s boots. I mean, I can still fit both of my feet in the smallest size they make of a men’s boot, but even when I pulled on the dudes version of these Carhartt boots, they were so much more comfortable than any other boot I’ve worn, it was ridiculous.
And bless Carthartt’s little gender-equality loving heart, they also make them for chicks.
Okay, fine, they make one boot for chicks, but it happened to be just what I wanted and it’s not pink, so I’m not going to complain.
This is the Women’s 11-inch Wellington/Safety-Toe version.
I hate ordering clothes or shoes online without trying them on first, but for women’s workwear, you pretty much have to.
So, let me just say this… it is a heavy duty boot. Like, the general rule used to be for your own safety, don’t mess with me while I’m holding a hammer. We may need to amend that to “don’t mess with me while I’m holding a hammer or wearing these shit-kickers.” For real.
But despite the fact that I could literally stomp all over somebody with these things, they are awesomely comfortable. A little hard to get my foot into the first time, but they broke in really quickly, and not just because I danced around the house wearing them for like an hour when they arrived at the house. Um. Maybe.
The only thing I didn’t anticipate is that an 11″ tall boot actually comes up pretty high on your leg (especially if you’re not exactly vertically gifted) so my everyday athletic socks won’t cut it with these babies. But with a pair of good wicking boot socks? Guys… I may never take these off.
Anyone else have boots they love? I’ve always thought the Sketchers Safety-Toe sneakers might have some merit, but I’d have these things covered in mud (and worse) in about five minutes, so maybe not the best choice for farm life…