I don’t know how old I was when I decided I should be a cowboy boot kinda guy. I had a pair when I was a kidlet, since my Grandpappy and Granma where Texans (as is my mother, though she hid it well then and now, mostly). I always liked the aesthetic, the iconography. The sound they made. They set the scene, really, a man wearing boots: it tells you something about him. What, I dunno, but something.
I know I was 18 when I got my first adult pair of pointy-toed boots- I still have them. Light grey boots with dark grey uppers- faux elephant hide, and remarkably tough to wear and tear. They were my “Sunday” boots for a long time. Now, they’re everyday boots (when they are properly heeled, which they currently are not).
I have a lot of pairs of cowboy boots, but other than my old “Oliphant” boots and my Sunday or wedding boots (crocodile, almost definitely faux) I don’t wear any of them, and don’t know if I will again any time soon.
Last year my company told me to go to Red Wing (heee-heee!) to get a pair of water-proof steel toe boots: on the charge account. A lovely perk. I got a pair of nylon or rayon or some other *on* hiking boots. They are great, I wear ’em a lot. I can also wear them with shorts, something you can’t do with cowboy boots unless you are a stripper.
But I’m a cowboy boot man at heart, right? When we went out to Pioneertown for my birthday, Perfect Tommy seemed shocked that I hadn’t brought a pair. Times do change, and looking back I was just as surprised as he was. Surprised that I hadn’t even thought of bringing a pair of “comfortable” boots for sauntering up Mane Street, or skulking at Pappy & Harriets.
I figured when I got my new pair of work boots this year, I’d get a pair of Pecos pull-ons. These are the closest Red Wing comes to cowboy style boots. But when I tried them on, I felt more like Herman Munster. Not in a good way. (no offense, Bettie, you can be my Lilly any night)
So I got another pair of lace-ups. They’re totally different than last years. They are handsome, rugged, adventurous, comfy and awesome, I like ’em a lot. I knew when I put them on they were the right ones. The Pecos are solid boots- but they weren’t for me.
Times do change. And if you are surprised by my choice believe me: I’m just as surprised as you are.