ABOUT US

THE LEGEND OF ANDAR THE WELL-BOOTED

Twas the yeare 1474 and Andar rode to the Faire and was struck with the sighte of what was called "Future Weare". Lo it came to pass that manly men of the lande were blighted upon their feet with afflictions known as Nike Pox, Converse of the Foote and Whatevere-was-in-the-Closet Disease.

Faire Ladies snickered down theyere ample busomes and othere men snorted meade through theire noses to keep from laughing as they passed. Narry a one was bedfriended, or, alas, bedded -- as they looked like dorkes amongst the tribe of Faire-Goers known as the Clan of the Not-Too-Cool-for-Garb. (Verrily their lack of fashion remained craptastic despite their purchase at the Horns-on-a-String Carte).

And lo, they were made to stay home and play Halo alone and miss the chance to gaze upon the busomes a mite bit closer than across the Steak-on-a-Stake counter. Knowing full well that "Aye, salt n'peppere are overrr there sir." was probably code for "Meet me behind the Plywood Shield Merchant's for some hanky-pankey when the moon is nigh."

Undaunted, Andar rode through the night - and it was really dark as this was the 28th day of Auguste and a new moon shown upone the moors. Encouraged earlier by his lass, Gaydar, who sayeth; "Out of the house ye scallywag! Take boots to yonder faire for all I care!", for it was her 28th day as well.

Narrowly escaping wyth his life (Gaydar had been sharpening her parrying dagger all th'day), Andar was ayble to slip into the walled faire because a substitute guard with the braims of a gnat thought he said he was bringing in "booty".

Thus is the very, very bad and plotless tale of Andar the Well Booted and howe he brought fyne boots to the Kingdom of the Crappily Shod...

So celebrate the famous ride of Andar. After you pull on your tights pull on a pair of Andar's Boots. Not a fellow will dare mock your be-tighted leggings lest they git drubbed in the nethers by your manly boot bottoms.

REALLY
ABOUT US...

ANDAR
Andrew (pronounced an-darrrrr when yer drunk) has been making shoes since 2002. When he wanted a pair of boots for the Faire, he found that the worst ones were $75 and the best were $600...

So he designed his own - something right up the middle - and priced it fairly (fairely - ha ha!).

GAYDAR
Andar's right hand woman & resident artiste.

ZIPPER
Yes, that's the source of all the barking you hear when you call us.