AIBU re these Boots and the Consequences For Christmas

[TheRtHonGeorgianaGobshite]

It is my BDay tomorrow and I am as old as Methuzalah, that really old geezer.
I saw some boots in the sales today and had a Marianne Faithful moment... you know "at the age of 47, she realised she'd never drive a sports car in Paris, with the wind in her hair" or something like that.
But I'm older and it was leopard skin boots.
DD said "Mutton/lamb" as I tried them on. I had to have them, but they cost a lot; even in the sale. I knew if I didn't get them there and then (only one pair in my size); I would lose them forever.
So I bought them.
Then DD broke the code. She let me down, the village down and all the women on Mumsnet down.
She told/announced the purchase and the price to DH as soon as we got in. Said mutton/lamb/ridiculous. Loads of eye rolling and sighing from them both.
So if I keep them, I can't afford the Xmas dinner with all the trimmings, as DH wont subsidise the boots.
If I take them back, I can get a refund and it's all Yo Turkey !!!

Would it be unreasonable to serve the following for Xmas Dinner:

Potato Cake starter.
Linda McCartney Sausages/Bacon with frozen sprouts and Roast Potatoes
Fat free Apricot yoghurt with ice cream for pudding.

We have pre bought crackers (both pulling and for cheese)... but I won't be able to afford the lovely cheese board, but should have a few Monteray Jack slices left over from beefburgers I'm serving on Christmas Eve. And we have Benedicts Mints.

Would I be unreasonable to keep the boots and serve this Xmas meal.
The boots are f**king lovely and I have always thought Turkey over rated and over priced.

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The boots!!! Im a total sucker for leopard print and boots- can we have a link at the very least pleeeeease?
If dh and dd moan repeat after me 'fuck the fuck off'

I don't get this. Your DH and DD will be the ones who suffer as you are quite happy with the McCartney sausages I assume.

If they are that fussed about turkey, let them go buy it.

Their choice, nothing to do with you OP.

(can we have a pic of the boots please).

Keep the boots and wear them often.

Another vote for seeing them.

Ahhh im picturing the outfit now, black leggings with boots over, lovely black cashmere slouchy jumper off one shoulder, some nice gold bangles and black liquid eyeliner ...
Im very jealous.

Boots. And set another place, you're making me hungry.

My Mum is 68 and wears head to foot leopard print. I think she looks great.

You are important too Gobshite - keep the boots.

Keep the boots. Dh will probably cave and you will also get the turkey. People are sticklers for tradition at Christmas.
Dd goes on the naughty list for breaking code. Coal and a tangerine for her

I'm not great at technology darlings....at the risk of outing myself, my (teenage) DD was in a play this wk and instead of videoing it, I took a 20 minute selfie instead of her precious never to be repeated starring moment.

Serves her f right. I've brought her up to live by the code. I brought her up better than that.I've failed as a mother......

but a stunning mother in really gorgeous leopard skin boots.

The boots were £290 reduced to £149.

Dd broke the code?
Keep the boots and sell her stuff to buy turkey

Well that's ok. Less than 50p a day over the coming year. Let them eat potato cake.

Oh, well. That's half price. What else could you do?

Great advise, I'm listing all her clothes on EBay as we speak. Bugger of a job getting the skinny jeans off her; I had to wrestle her and give her a couple of thwacks with the crutches; but I've managed it.

She has to learn there are consequences.

I really feel that it's important, as a woman who has potentially cooked a lot of Christmas dinners for said dd and dh that this year they should just suck it up

Selfie of boots please

Young Gobshite has disgraced herself. Shocking. Keep the boots!

Doesn't she know the code decrees that you halve the price and then take another 20% off before discussing prices with any other half.

They can buy a turkey if they like it so much.

Wave the phrase 'investment dressing' around and refuse to be budged.

£149 is a good price. You'd pay that for boring Clarkes ones I bet.

At least give us the name of the shop or manufacturer so we can google.

I'd choose boots every time but I have a boot fetish. DH does not understand the complex relationship between a girl and her boots.

If DH suggested that I was entirely responsible for the cost of Christmas dinner and referred to "subsidising" a purchase of boots, not only would he be buying and cooking his own dinner, he'd be eating it in the shed. Of course you keep the boots.

One tiny caveat You will wear the boots, won't you?

Keep the boots... Fuck the turkey... (Well not literally... Obvs)

They're Nuha boots.
I thought she'd learnt all this stuff years ago..........

Say no to the shoe box. It stands out a mile when you smuggle bring them into the house.
Don't mention the shoes/boots EVER.
Wear them all the time when HE's not around
Rock up at a function where you have to meet DH on neutral territory (Like Parents' Evening, but you have to arrive separately due to work schedules).

When he comments on new boots/shoes, roll eyes, with the clear meaning, that he doesn't notice what you've been wearing for the last year, because the BASTARD doesn't care enough.
This makes him feel guilty and he will say they look "lovely".

This is cruel and condescending to men.
But in my experience they are not evolved like women and only ever possess one black pair and one brown pair and wellies.
This is sad.

I don't get it.

Christmas can still be afforded, can't it?

i don't get why you are paying fir Christmas & your own bday present.

We rarely do presents, but if my husband begrudged me £150 when it could be afforded, then tbh, he could fuck off!

If I can keep the boots I'll fuck the turkey.

With a strap on Linda McCartney sausage. This might compromise the Xmas dinner somewhat further though.

Oh dear op, just snorted my sherry through my nose at that last post. Not a pleasant experience.

These?

Oh and I can remember an ex boyfriend who was in his thirties at the time who had a female customer (he owned a shop selling a very high end product) who was in her late fifties and was completely mesmerised by her. I remember him saying "my god, xx came in again today, she was wearing these leopard skin boots, seriously I couldn't think straight talking to her, she is so fucking stylish". So you wear the boots.