I learned a lot at my first-ever custom boot fitting: Your feet change roughly every decade or so; there’s usually about a quarter of an inch difference between your right and left foot; and, for 32 years, I’d somehow been missing out on a marvelous invention called the boot jack.It all started when I wandered into Lucchese’s custom collection store in Fort Worth. They offer free, no-strings-attached fittings to any adult who wants one. Ronnie Dunlap, a sales associate with a gray handlebar mustache and tortoise shell glasses, beckoned me to a leather chair reminiscent of an old-timey shoe shiner’s setup and began to carefully trace around my cheetah-print socks, taking measurements of my instep and heel. As he did, we chatted about some of…
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