06 September 2012


My present to me this birthday
was a pair of Ugg boot slippers;
yep, sounds less indulgent than
tripping out to a Ritz dinner or a
bottle of 40 year old Single Malt,
and yet expresses by default a
deluxe sense of opulent excess,
this isn’t beggared easily –

they’re the crème de la crème
of footwear – except when worn
outdoors, but this is indulgence
bared pleasantly and more a
dilemma of poor sandal choice
in lots of worn-out flip flops
© 6 September 2012, I. D. Carswell