Ugg season is officially open.
Last night, while getting ready to go out, my youngest daughter queried, Does anyone know where my black Uggs are? (Turns out they were safely tucked away in her older sister's closet . . . why didn't she think to look there first?)
That, my friends, was it - the official proclamation that the Uggs are off and running. You can now pack away those 28 pairs of flip-flops because they won't be needed again until St. Patrick's Day.
A word of caution though. . . if, by chance, you were thinking of letting your daughter debut a pair of "Fuggs", please wait until Halloween - for fake Uggs are a bit "costumey" you know.