I don’t have the most shapely legs. My entire shopping career has been dedicated to hiding this fact. I don’t need Trinny and Susanna to tell me that a pair of well made platform pumps and a good quality, high denier tight will do wonders (nor did I need the self-proclaimed “editor-in-chief of a major fashion magazine” at the George and Dragon last night to tell me that empire line is good for the boobier among us, but gosh! thanks!!!).

But sometimes an ankle boot is just too damn good to let slip by, which is how I feel about this Minnetonka fringed number which I’ve skirted for an age.

I know it will chop me off and add inches to my calves, but I just don’t care. I can wear rolled down a la this post on The Moment, and pair with the darkest indigo straight jean and a navy cabled golfer cardigan from Inverallan Hand Knitters for winter days… Or perhaps with a navy and white striped T and a string of beads to channel “California, 1965″.

Sold.