What a great save! Lovely Greg, but how fortunate you didn't need to replace the boots - clever Angie!

Glad you were able to do a quick fix.

I am shocked that warm water did the trick, and didn't leave water stains! Yay, Miz Mooz. Had you waterproofed them at some point in their lives?

The only light-colored shoes I have that could possibly survive a Coca-Cola assault are my Aquatalias. And even if I thought they might survive, I would probably want to punch the lights out of the guy who spilled on me. How unladylike

Ugh! One of the reasons I hate close quarters and sitting next to a stranger while flying! I had a woman vomit while sitting next to me once. Not pleasant at all. Luckily none of it got on my clothes or shoes but I was beyond disgusted. Even thinking about it makes me sick.

I'm so glad you were able to save your booties! I thought they were very different for your usual style, but I love them on you nonetheless.

Glad it worked because those booties are really pretty

Oh glory. You had me chuckling through your comments.

Marianna!!! Goodness. Not fun

Thanks for your kind compliment, Denise.

Suz and AJ, Greg is a keeper for many reasons

Nicole, the bloke said sorry and I told him not to worry about it. I had ear ache on the flight (because of the cabin pressure and my cold) and was therefore quite placid. If I had been my more energetic self.......

I probably did waterproof these booties as I do with all my boots. But it was a long time ago so I cannot officially remember.

I never thought that these booties were a 10 for my style to begin with (not plain and crisp looking). But their comfort level is a 20 so I kept them anyway. And I have worn them alot!

Speaking of flights, I once sat next to a woman who was extremely afraid of flying. I've definitely heard of this fear before, but had never noticed anyone dealing with it. This woman would grab my arm or hand when there was even the slightest bit of turbulence. Sometimes she was breathing into a paper bag. I felt terrible for her. She'd grab my arm, and then look extremely embarrassed, apologizing profusely.

At one point, I had a Diet Coke on the tray table in front of me, so I surreptitiously moved it to the side furthest from her, and used my non-dominant left hand to drink my cola. I wasn't particularly thirsty, but remember guzzling the cola in a hurry to get it out of the way.

ah, i had some unpleasant airplane passengers next to me recently so i feel your pain!!