Uggs first came into my radar during High School. Once I became privy to their existence, I was on a one-track mind to owning some. However, my babysitting money didn't lend itself very well to plunking down 200 bones for some shoes- so I had to wait until Christmas to receive them as a gift rather than fork over the dough myself.
But alas, on one fine September afternoon spent at Costco, I spied the $20 remedy to tide me over until my real Uggs came in December:
I expected them to be a temporary fix and they would be swiftly tossed once Christmas came. That was about 15 years ago and as I type this right now, my toes are snuggling up against their warm lining. I still wear them multiple times a week despite their stains, frays and holes.
I guess sometimes, you can't put a price on comfort or on the unexpected value of cheap knock-offs.