I could feel eyes watching me as I walked down the street. There were “looks” in the office. As I made my way through the train station, the once-overs I was getting weren’t exactly subtle.
Then I heard it. The nudge, the giggle, the gasp and then the comment from two girls on the bench behind me.
“Oh my God. As if anyone actually seriously still wears those out.”
I hadn’t walked out nude. I wasn’t dressed in a garish, outrageous outfit. My ‘crime’? I was wearing ugg boots. In daylight. On purpose.
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It may not be about looks... https://www.peta2.com/news/...
There are many cruelty free options that look like Uggs minus the animal suffering.
Perhaps the issue is the fact that you chose to wear the fur and skin of another animal around your feet.