No such pain here; the boots insulated my feet and shins so well, I didn’t feel the cold on Northern Lights watch at 1am on the bow of a ship in the Barents Sea.
My group poked fun at what they described as basic grip, but I never had so much as a near miss, while others around me slid and slipped in what appeared to be more practical walking boots.
True enough, I’ve hiked the ancient Levantine fortress of Masada in patent loafers, and slung a second-hand Louis Vuitton backpack over my shoulder to report on the world’s most remote music festival in Australia’s Red Centre.
They come in four colours, black, red, a mix of pastel blue and pink, and a mocha shade much like Pantone’s colour of 2025.
Like I said, these boots are a statement — they’re also huge, ergo not the easiest footwear to pack.
