My uncle use to tease me mercilessly about this. That's what uncles do. At least the crazy ones.
What my uncle doesn't realize was that was a LOOOONG time ago. And I have seen the light.
THREE PAIRS of BOOTS!
And because that isn't enough for my uncle, here they are on my feet:
I'm sure that STILL isn't enough for my doubting uncle.
He'll say that I hired a stunt double.
I don't think I could pay a stunt double enough money to wear my nasty yoga pants and robe.
I love my boots.
And that's what I have to say about that.