Our hunt for the perfect thigh high boots Part3: The Finale

Avid readers of our blog will be aware of our ongoing hunt to find the perfect pair of Thigh High boots, Fanny and I have searched high and low. In our first installment we hit the high street and discovered that Topshop seem to design shoes for anorexic mannequins as opposed to women, in our second installment we cooed over the designer brands and lusted over Agent Provocateurs offerings to the field. However we were still left unsatisfied and wanting more.

To be honest, dear readers, we were left a little saddened, surely somewhere out there in the world of naughty footwear, there would be a pair of boots for Fanny's delicious legs? A pair that were not only HOT, not only classy, but had heels which would stand up to a full evening of trash-bag disco dance floor abuse!

With ebay searches set up, and constant vigilance and research online (Robin rather enjoyed that part) we figured we'd have to wait for the next season's designs to come out before our quest would come to an end.

Then suddenly, almost fatefully it happened. Robin was working late at night, when his ebay email alert popped up on his screen. It seemed almost too good to be true, a pair of boots, in Fanny's size, with the softest leather and sexiest heels we'd seen, not only that but they were up for a fifth of the price they retail at, alas they were in Poland. Not wanting to tip Fanny off too early, Robin kept the boots secret, and checked up from time to time on their progress. No one was bidding on them, surely something was fishy?

A week later and Robin was sitting at his desk again late at night, an ebay alert popped up, the auction was about to end. Clicking back on the listing and still not a sole had bid, however in a fit of Thigh Boot fantasy over rationality, he bit the bullet and clicked bid (for an amount it would be rude to repeat), confirm, click, your bid has been accepted. Oh god, what had he done?

What followed was another week of tense waiting, in the mean time, poor Robin had discovered that the Eastern European seller had only just registered on ebay, had a feedback score of 0 and was no longer answering her messages. Money down the drain, it was all a scam, the usual internet savvy boy had fallen for the oldest trick in the book!

Do not fear however dear readers! It seems the god of footwear was looking down upon these naughty bloggers! Two weeks after they were expected, a full week after Robin had intended to present his surprise a delivery note arrived through his letter box. The boots were here, on collecting the package it still all seemed a little bit like a dream to our foot fetishist eager ebayer, but true enough they were real, they existed and they would now be a part of Robin & Fanny's life.

Why we didn't think of him in the first place we do not know, when searching for the sexiest, the best, the most amazing footwear, there is perhaps only one name we should have been thinking of.

May we present, our perfect Thigh High Boots:

Monsieur Christian Louboutin's black leather Monica Thigh Boots:

The trademark red soles just scream sex, the long soft leather slides up Fanny's milky thighs, the platform adds that extra little kapow! to them. They really are quite devine.

The day after recieving them Fanny sent Robin a message "I'm still can't quite believe I'm allowed to join the club of people who own such lovely shoes". I think that says it all...

Our hunt is finally over.