UGG is right!!

EDITOR'S NOTE: Stefanie, the shoe fashionista, is to blame for this new OCD, she is the one that told me that I needed them. Thus, I shall be sending my medical bills to her home address.

I have reached a new level of desperation. I must confess, I have been stalking every store and website that sells (Sells? Who am I kidding, no one sells them because NO ONE HAS THEM..it is all a façade, a nasty deception to mess with Trixies like me) tall pink Ugg boots in size 6 since July. It is all consuming and is all that I can think about everyday. I wonder if this fixation could constitute as a new hobby? Is it a bad sign that the first thing I do in the morning when I get to work is to check the status of my Ugg order? I am about ready to kill for a pair of those damn boots, hmmm, I think I might know someone too (this is what happens when you at one time date an ex-mob-y from New Jersey named Vito). Seriously, I can't help it, they are so ugly that they are cute, kind of like Chiwauwas (which of course I want one of those too, but that is a whole separate issue...damn you Paris Hilton for making them so chic).