A couple of entries ago, I accused only yukky Australians of wearing ugg boots. Now, this is not strictly true, unless I am yukky aswell.
I'll never forget the day that mum took me to get my first pair of proper ones. There was a shoe repair shop on Flinders Street that happened to stock a fabulous range of uggies, and there was this pair... it leapt off the rack, and straight on to my feet!
I believe they were mid-calf, and dyed lovely blue. They were very toasty, and died of natural causes.
It's only now I find myself dreaming of entire bodysuit made of ugg.