We’ve been sent some weird stuff at Fashionista, but never have we ever been more perplexed by an accessory than we are by the legwarmer-sock-boot cover product known as “Bella Legs.”

The package arrived Monday; we’re still gaping at it Wednesday. They’re essentially legwarmers that widen at the bottom to fit over your boots (though they don’t fit over my Frye boots) or heels. The kicker though, is the wide variety of styles.

We’ve got an awful Burberry plaid knock-off, white cable knit, black lace, ruffled chiffon, rhinestoned fleur de lis, and the worst possible phrase we may ever utter on this blog: black, glitter, ruched faux fur with drawstrings. (Let’s not pretend I didn’t just run around the office pretending to be the Yeti.)

But seriously, they’re supposed to turn “one great looking pair of boots into an amazing collection of boots.” Not that there’s anything wrong with high socks or legwarmers; we love them a la Marni or Marc by MJ, but a) why can’t this look be acheived with regular socks or legwarmers? and b) sometimes less, as in just one pair of boots, is more.

Seeing as September is just around the corner, I have now commenced my annual hunt for the perfect boot. Every year, it’s the same old story. There are a million pairs that I love…until I try them on. This cycle goes on and on until I realize I want a pair that’s no longer available in my size.

I’m making this the year such madness ends.

I think my problem is due partially to the fact that I’m insanely picky when I’m about to drop that much money (usually a good thing) and also that I know I’m literally going to wear them every day. I may love my shoe collection, but in reality I’m very much a creature of habit.

The next logical step after the last year’s stripper platforms?

Pretty much everyone loved Gap’s holiday commercials from yesterday, and more than a few of you inquired about Selma’s boots in “Baby it’s Cold Outside”, which were oddly missing from Gap’s site.

Because we love you (and because we were wondering the same), we made some calls, and it turns out the boots are not Gap, but Selma’s own.

Aw.

But look on the bright side - now if you run into her at Starbucks, you have an ice breaker - voila!

Aren’t these boots adorable? (Picture them with cigarette pants, now coo.)

But here’s something else:

They’re called “Trottinette” ankle boots, as in trottinette, French for a (child’s) scooter.

Does that mean it won’t be weird if we wear these while scooting around Bryant Park?

Or that it won’t be weird if they’re worn by a 12-year old?

Discuss!

“The Balenciaga ones are amazing, but are they really made of Latex? Like condoms for your feet?” - guest at 12:27pm, earlier today, on over-the-knee boots.

Our most fashionable heels don’t hold up so well on the streets of New York, and often times, we don’t want to put them at risk while we dance away to The Kills.

So lately, even at work, we’ve been pairing ensembles with some pretty kick-ass, take no prisoners, rough and tumble boots.

But since we don’t want to come off like a 2008 Courtney Love, we’ve been looking for ways to soften the edge on our favorite utility-wear.

Naturally, we remembered the lacy ankle socks that our mom’s dressed us in. These from Sock Dreams are playful enough to add a bit of Lolita to an otherwise biker-esque outfit.

We can’t wait to scuff up our new Docs while we reminisce about hopscotch on the playground.

— JAZZI McGILBERT

I love Givenchy.

Their Fall ‘08 collection was one of my favorites and their Spring ‘08 Couture still pops up in my dreams.

But I cannot forgive them for putting open toe boots on the runway. Or maybe I should say I can’t forgive mass-market brands for attempting to make this trend affordable so that even people who don’t worship at the altar of Riccardo Tisci can walk around in open toe boots.

My mom used to say that the four inch wooden platforms with white, cherry splattered canvas that I ran around in the summer before high school were the most impractical shoes ever made. But she’d never seen open-toe booties.

In New York, it’s pretty much either cold and rainy, in which case your poor toes would fall off; or, it’s hot and sweaty, in which case your calves would probably melt from being stuck in a leather chamber all day.

Either way, you’re miserably uncomfortable. Someone please explain - why would anyone wear these off the runway?

It’s weird how the smallest things can split people.

We’ve had the Obama vs. Hilary debate a hundred times with our friends, disagreed with tons of them, and managed to move onto another discussion in seconds. The same thing happens with talk about war, about religion, about whether the Sex and the City movie will be any good.

But somehow, one recent argument always stops a friendship cold:

Whether or not to wear printed rain boots.

Some girls can’t get enough of the little ducks, whales, and hearts that splay across the rubber wellies in Ricky’s and Bloomingdale’s. Some even head to Barneys in search of Burberry prints or Pucci swirls, and Coach has a well-branded pair as well; shockingly Juicy Couture doesn’t (yet).

But then there’s that other camp of girls that cannot, will not, and shall not sport prints on their rain boots, regardless of their designer status. These girls believe the only stuff on rain boots should be mud, the kind that Kate Moss kicked up at Glastonbury.

The beliefs are deep and dividing, and have even caused (on more than one occasion) some rather fizzing fights in the Fashionista office.

Where do you stand?