Gift to myself after months of hesitation. I don’t know how and when I will be able to wear these but I always dreamt of ultra long boots.
What do you think: 👍🏼or👎🏼?
I will keep you posted with a few pics 😉.
My dream boots:
I came across a bit by chance on this leather boots designer and literally fell in love with those boots. Two heights: knee high and thigh thigh in different colours from classic to vintage look. Unfortunately too pricy for me but definitely hope to be able to post a picture of me wearing one of these beauties one day. I must say, I would not even know which one to pick, they are all amazing 😍. Check out Maurizio Portoni if you want to treat yourselves or makes your partner happy 😉.
I saw a post about if Jesus lost his trench coat and Daryl giving him his angel winged vest and so I did some thinking and what about Jesus returning the favor by getting him a crossbow omg I would die
Today is a boots day with the cold coming back. I could not resist to take this opportunity to wear a casual slim pants with my wonderful knee high boots by Biondini. Elegant yet with a very sexy detail on the back that I tried to share with you. One of my favourites and such a soft leather 😍. Hope you will like as much as I do.
Modern AU Soldier Ivar x Reader A Broken Warrior: One-shot, 10,759 words. (Treat yourself to a glass of wine while reading this. Or two. It really is that long. One day I will learn my lesson. One day…) Warnings: Angst. Swearing. Amputation. Very, very mild descriptions of sexual intercourse. All of the Heathen Army’s amazing Modern AU Ivar fics inspired me to go in all out and write a one-shot for two of my favourite things - Ivar and uniforms! It was meant to be a little fluff fic, then it progressed onto a medium angst fic but in the end it just ended up being a big, old mess of hurt/comfort because I just can’t quit. It’s ended up being REALLY long so I hope it isn’t too difficult to follow. I realised about 2/3rds of the way through that this should have been a series but I couldn’t bring myself to start again since I have Healing Hands to finish.
As a little girl, you never knew what kind of man you’d end up loving when you grew up. Sometimes you imagined being the wife of a doctor, or maybe the wild, leather-wearing lover of rock star. Occasionally, you even saw yourself marrying an astronaut or even becoming the glamorous girlfriend of a famous football player. The one thing you’d never imagined was falling head over heels for a soldier but that was exactly what happened when Ivar Lothbrok walked into your empty bar on a quiet Tuesday afternoon.
As a student in a big city, you knew that you had to get a part-time job to help yourself through college. Back in your own home town, your parents had owned a local diner so the logical option was to seek employment as a waitress. It wasn’t difficult to find work tending tables in a place that had both a university and a military base so soon enough, you started working at a local watering hole. It didn’t take very long for you to get a promotion to a bartender and after a few weeks of training, your manager felt comfortable enough to leave you alone on quiet week nights. It was during one of these slow weekdays that a group of three men and two women crashed through the doors, laughing cheerfully as they collapsed into a booth at the back of the bar.
In which Jimin discovers that the Devil does not wear Prada (in fact he doesn’t even know what Prada is), and that you can knock God out with a chair.
Or, alternatively, Jimin comes home after rushing out to the convenience store at two in the morning, only to find that the Devil is sitting on his couch, in need of a place to crash while he saved the world.
My new amazingly long boots: view from behind. I will post a few more pictures over the next days. I am just so amazed as they really do cover my whole legs. I even wonder if I could pretend wearing leather pants … heels measure 12cm and seem quite comfortable to wear. Have a great day everyone !