foreveramber.jpgAmber McNaught writes...

There's no easy way to say this, especially not to an audience of stylish shoe fanatics, so I'm just going to come right out with it: I bought a pair of Ugg boots.

Trust me, this surprised me just as much as it probably surprises you. And it really surprised my family, who're used to see me tripping around in heels every day, and tend to ask me if I'm feeling OK if I decide to wear a pair of flats for a change. I'm well known amongst my friends for being a high-heels girl through and through, and everyone who knows me knows that no matter what I do, I'll be doing it in the most unsuitable shoes imaginable. Until now.

So, what happened?

Well, it was a slow burn. You see, I live in Scotland. It's cold here - very, very cold. And I'm a cold-blooded person - the kind of girl who takes a cardigan with her even on the hottest of days, in case she starts to feel chilly (and normally ends up wearing it, too) and who thinks nothing of tucking a hot water bottle under her sweater during the coldest winter days. For me, winter is one long struggle to stay warm, and so it was that, at around about this time last year, I suddenly found myself thinking that a pair of furry boots sounded like a pretty good idea.

I tried my best to resist. In order to try and satisfy the sudden Ugg-cravings that had risen up inside me, I bought a pair of Ugg-style slippers to wear around the house. They kept the cravings at bay for a little while, but pretty soon a problem arose: I couldn't wear them outside.

That I even wanted to wear my furry slippers in public was a big shock to me at first. You see, when Uggs first started to become popular, years ago, I had been one of their their fiercest critics. "Ugg for ugly" I thought, smugly assuring myself that I would never, ever put such things on my feet. But time passed, and repeated exposure to the Ugg beast started to make them look "normal" - acceptable, even. I know, I know...

This year I didn't even try to resist. As soon as the leaves started to fall, I went out and bought myself a pair of the offending footwear. And I love them. I'm not going to claim that they're the most attractive boots out there, (they're for walking the dog, running to the corner shop and slobbing out in around the house) but they're comfortable and warm, and, unlike my shoe-nemesis, Crocs, I feel that, in this case, the comfort and cosiness of the boots outweighs the less-than-elegant appearance.

Don't get me wrong: I won't be wearing them as a fashion accessory, and I definitely won't be wearing them with a denim skirt (or any kind of skirt, come to think of it) but on those early-morning walks with the dog, when stilettos just don't cut it and my feet threaten to go numb with the cold, they're going to be a Godsend. I may even buy another pair when they wear out...

Amber McNaught is the editor of Shoewawa, but she fully expects there to be calls for her resignation now that her guilty secret is out...