He is right about fur and Moscow winters. I made it to November in St. Petersburg and then went out and got myself a pair of fur-lined boots so my toes wouldn't fall off on my way to class every day. I felt horrible about it and still do, but really, it was that or frostbite and I figure if I wear the boots until they fall apart, at least the poor thing won't have died completely in vain. :( Next time I go, I'll know better and hit up REI before I leave for something that doesn't cost any cute, furry animals their lives.
I feel like Johnny Weir's petite feet are just another example of how he always succeeds at being more elegant than me. Only if he had some particularly loose shoes would I be able to borrow them. ::pouts::
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