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Lately, I’ve been thinking about Monkey Boots, which, due to my over-protective parents, were the closest I ever got to the grunge footwear of choice.
Picture it: it was 1990 in a California suburb. It was the summer before 8th grade, and I was ready to leave the New Kids behind. I’d just read a book about Nancy Spungen and had an epiphany. I was Punk. There was no stopping me.
Well sort of. I did have my protective parents to contend with, and they weren’t thrilled with my plans. But what could they do? It was easy to transform the jeans I already owned into tightly cuffed pants that Joe Strummer would approve of, and there was that store Hot Topic (I was 12, what do you want from me?) that had just opened in the local mall, so $11 Ramones shirts were at my finger tips.
There was one big roadblock though: Doc Martens. No 12-year-old could afford $100 shoes, and they knew it. I begged, I pleaded, I cried. They still said no, arguing that “combat boots” were too expensive and too harsh for a pre-teen. What would the neighbors think?
I was so pissed, and it only got worse when the parents of my best friend bought them for her after she had jaw surgery. I would have easily slurped my meals from a straw for a pair of Docs!
They were willing to compromise, though, and buy me Monkey Boots (at the Wild Pair!). It was a weak concession, but I took what I could get. And I wore those things everyday until, thankfully, I found cutesy Indie Rock, which my parents had no beef with. They bought me all the colorful Adidas and One Star Converse I wanted.
Now, with Docs coming back, I’m tempted to live out my adolescent dreams. I might. We’ll see–or maybe I should just get some new monkey boots.
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