ATTN South Slope/Windsor Terrace: There's a Thief in Our Midsts

Not too long ago, I wrote about my beloved black and pink polka dot rubber boots, and how they were saving me from the slush puddles of NYC.

Well how's this for a kick in the ass? Last week, after getting home from work I decided to take a quick jog in the park. I'm not much of a runner, so I was gone no longer than 20 minutes. In that 20 minutes, a thief walked into my building (someone left the downstairs door open) and absconded with my husband's 20 yr old bicycle, my dog's Lion King towel, and my friggan boots!! I get stealing a bike, but seriously, a dirty towel covered in dog hair and used, muddy boots? WTF?!?!?

During this week's deluge, I repeatedly cursed this brazen loser while keeping my eye out for anyone wearing my boots, but to no avail. I'm going to put off shopping for new ones for a while, but if anyone has suggestions on where to purchase new wellies, let me know.

Black & Pink Polka Dot Knee High Rubber Boots

I hate shopping for clothes. I just don't have that 'girly' gene I guess. I dread malls, department stores, outlets et al. I always end up feeling hot, exhausted, claustrophobic and a little bit nauseous. BUT, today I learned to appreciate the benefits of actually making a purchase on one such dreadful outing: the day I bought these - my black & pink polka dot knee-high rubber boots.

I took my Riley-bear for a walk to Prospect Park this evening and spent 20 minutes dodging people sliding all over the sidewalk and hopping over 4 inch deep slush puddles. But not me. I happily trudged through the wet snow unfazed, knowing nothing could penetrate my ridiculous yet efficient black & pink polka dot knee-high rubber boots. Thank you, J. Crew outlet. Thank you very much.

PS
WTF, the city hasn't suspended alternate side parking yet??? GRRRRR.