I don't think it's working out anymore with the chick I'm dating.
I'm sorry to hear that. But I like your attitude.
Is it okay to wear boots at the office? How about with a tie?
-Fashion Aware Blog Reader Currently Sucking At Winter
I assume that you work at an office where boots would be acceptable and your question is more about how to make them look good. A pair of water resistant hiking or work boots are perfectly acceptable office footwear during winter. I have a sturdy pair of Montrail hiking boots that I wear on shitty weather days. If that's too obnoxious for you, I'd recommend a pair of Red Wing boots. They are classic and familiar enough that you will avoid the clown shoe mistake commonly made by those sporting ill-fitted Sorels. Wear them with jeans; preferably dark and slim. Being the sartorial conscious dude that you are, you probably already know the concept (and importance) of seasonal attire. When it comes to the tie, skip the silk; instead try something made with a heartier material, like a bit of wool.
You know, on second thought, I can't leave you hanging like that...
The differences have become too much to ignore, amirite? I can identify. I briefly dated this women with whom, only a strand of commonality exist betwixt us. That being my affinity for big-butted black women who enjoy sex and that she was, in fact, a big-butted black women who enjoyed sex. It was clear; it would work out for a little while but not for a long while. (Pun intended.) Much to my chagrin, she would always take me to eat at places like Panera Bread or Noodles or Applebee's. Never one to turn down a meal when someone else is paying, I'd go along with it, all the while secretly wishing we could get some Thai food or pho' or other ethnic food that makes white people feel cultured and tranquil when imbibed upon. Eventually our differences made the continuance of courtship too difficult. The final and most obvious difference would not be our culinary preferences though, but rather that of me not wanting my ass kicked and/or murdered and that of her brothers, members of northside gang-19 Block Dipset (whom, I might add, between the two of them owned more Cat boots than a construction site,) not being happy about their little sister hittin' it with a southside whitey. And, believe me, they were not shy about letting me in on this little bit of information. So I said Fuck it; I'm out and never looked back (until now, I suppose.) FI, you're halfway there. Getting out, as it were, is your next step. Good luck!