The Raft

Do I need a new winter coat?
Probably not.
Do I really.  really.  really want a new winter coat?
Yup.

Are Uggs really, really ugly?
Yup.
Do I still find myself wanting a real pair anyway - even though I have a fake pair that I swore were "good enough" and really do serve the purpose (the purpose being a warm shoe that goes with everything and don't require tying)?
Yup.

Does my lifestyle require me to wear skirts with cute tights and some new, style-y black Maryjane pumps?
Definitely not.
Does the idea of wearing tights and pumps sound ridiculous to a woman who's days are spent chasing a nearly-impossible-to-contain 2 year old boy, wiping snot and cleaning up paint, play-doh or poop?
Definitely.
Am I buying the shoes anyway?
Yup.

Do ballerina flats look cute or really make me look like Henrietta the Hippo?

Am I excited about leggings and big shirts?
Yup.

Do I remember loving fold-over, black suede boots in high school?  So much so that I used to borrow Rachel's so often that she eventually gave them to me because I stretched them out with my 2-size bigger feet.
Yup.
Do I want a new pair this year, now that they are back in style?
Nope.
(but I might buy Rach a new pair.)