Doctor Doctor

[sun_set_bravely]

I can't believe it. Today, I got my first pair of Doc Martens. From Journeys, no less. After searching and searching for a good, durable pair of shoes that weren't tennis shoes, my mom and I found a pair of brown Docs, and, bewildered, I realized that they were perfect. They'll last forever. I can walk them all over New York City and they'll take my abuse, and they'll even like it.

So now I'm a Doc Marten wearer. I feel like I've been... converted, somehow.

Comments

[schpahky.livejournal.com]

ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!

[sun-set-bravely.livejournal.com]

Is there any weird initiation ceremony I should be aware of? And do I have to raise my fist at authority whenever I encounter it?

[schpahky.livejournal.com]

Yes. You need to get wasted on Red Stripe, then stomp down the street between midnight and 1am (or 7 and 8am) singing "These Boots Were Made For Walkin'" in a faux-Belgian accent. Grandiose hand movements are optional, but helpful. Make no eye contact.

Docs have their own tiny, invisible fists that rise automatically in the presence of authority. So you are off the hook on that one.

[http://users.livejournal.com/lindalee_/]

welcome to the world of doc martens.

they're wonderful.

WON-DER-FUL....................................

[freak1c.livejournal.com]

Well. You'll be expected to RAWKKKK! At the drop of a hat now. And you'll probably have to beat up someone who was asking for it. And your feet will have to bounce on air.

As for me and my Fluevogs though...we'll be resisting satan all the way home.