It must be my longing for fall, but I love wellies and mudrooms. really, I love wellies anywhere. they almost serve as their own little piece of art. prop them up by your front door and all of a sudden you have a vintage chic entryway. I recently bought green ones and for this reason alone, I cannot wait for the winter in northern california to hit. (I realize I am about two years late in my welliedom, they are probably not "hip" anymore, but I do not care).