Combat Boots are one of those items that prompt an immediate, almost involuntary reaction: Either they drive you nuts, or you’re nuts about ‘em. Back in the nineties, I wore Doc Martens religiously in hopes that Eddie Vedder and/or Johnny Depp would – in all their plaid-clad glory – rescue me from the adolescent hell that was junior high. I cast them aside as soon as I got girly and “cool” (the boots, not Eddie or Johnny, obvs) and thought I’d never look back.
This pegs me as a fashion flip-flopper, but whatevs. Change is growth (or something).

I recently reconnected with my inner badass whilst poking around in my parents’ attic via the Combat Boots pictured. They aren’t Doc Martens – they’re better: They’re an old pair of Mom’s. I found them an ideal complement to my penchant for tights and cut-offs, and have spent the past few weeks in versions of this very outfit.

If Combat Boots are In at all, the jury’s still out as to what trend they substantiate. They’ve been associated with everything from
goth, punk, grunge, heavy metal, industrial, skinhead, and BDSM subcultures to last year’s
Menswear craze. They’re eternally and ubiquitously badass. Loves it!
They’re amazing – perfectly beat-up and worn-in.
Oh man. When I was a 90s teen, I saved up for months for my brick red Doc Martens — with a steel toe, no less! They are long gone now and I have no memory of where and when they disappeared from my life. That’s kind of sad.