Steampunk Boots Womens Novels & Stories

The boots, those Cute little black winter boots lined with silver fur that fit perfectly around my feet like they were made specifically for me. I’ve been embarrassingly obsessed with them. Like actually obsessed! I literally caught myself staring at them in the mirror yesterday like some idiot village girl seeing luxury for the first time. Which to be fair I probably am. I haven’t worn shoes or boots that weren’t patched or stolen before. Now let’s not even talk about the jewelries have received too. They weren’t just heavy noble pieces dripping in arrogance, but also delicate ones, thin silver chains, Rings set with pale blue stones that glow faintly beneath certain lights.