I love Blundstones. While working at my first retail job, my boss gave me my first pair because according to her, my beer-sludge covered Steve Maddens weren’t going to cut the mustard when winter came. I wore those boots for 10 years: to parties, to class, walking across Manhattan from my tiny downtown apartment to my mid-town office. They lasted until my first kid was born - at that point I got my second pair. In them I pushed strollers hundreds of miles, pretended to garden, and have gone for countless walks with my dog and my friends in the rain. Real life happens in Blundstones. I love them and I think you will too.