Two summers ago I took a cross-country road trip with my best girl Nykki and as we headed Westward, we headed Fringeward. I wish I had indulged and bought something suede/fringed/moccasined, but I was on a tight budget (when am I not) and resisted. I brushed aside the little suede tassels just hangin' out all over the local rest stops. I turned my head to the slate gray Minnetonka moccasins. Didn't buy dream catchers or anything turquoise.
All hail to the fringe gods though. I have one pair of fringe boots, which have a humongous hole in the bottom so I can't wear them on rainy days. Clearly I need to add to my collection.
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