02.11.10

February 11, 2010 at 11:25 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

My Rüski boots always delight/never disappoint.  Last night as they sat beside the door, a merrymaker came in and exclaimed, “Whose boots are these?!”  I shall reinterpret a Robert Frost poem in reply:

Whose boots these are I think I know.
Her house is ‘cross the county, though; 
Alas she’s here upon the couch,
To watch the yard fill up with snow.

My little friends must think it queer
To stop without a reasonable hour near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

 Underline to show bastardization.

And because it’s such a lovely poem and among his favourites, I present you Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

 

 

02.11
– Sam & Max plaid shirt
– Forever 21 skinny jeans
– Valenki boots
– Bean necklace
– Burberry bracelet
– Stacked silver rings

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  1. BTW I totally rocked your RUSKI boots this morning when I was out shoveling snow. For some reason they always remind me of Planet Hoth from The Empire Strikes Back

  2. OOOOO so jealous of your beautiful bronze face! Snow sucks.


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