Dear Internet,

YOU ARE KILLING ME.

I've had an irksome past few days, involving a hormonal teenage student wanting to smooch, and it's made sleeping and doing things that don't involve ten kinds of anxiety totally suck. SO, when we resolved the situation at school yesterday in a super-awesome way (BY KICKING THE JERK OUT), I thought it was high time that I buy myself something F&*%ing awesome. Derrrr.

Enter Rachel Comey Reader Boots from Le Train Bleu. $400 tassled boots for 30% off? Insies. On Monday night, they had size 9.5s. On Tuesday night, THEY WERE GONE. BOO. Lame attack!

PS. I just love Frances May's cuteface model. Rachel thinks she has bad posture. I think she rules times infinity.