In Defense of The Clog
March 8th, 2002
Somewhere between the lowly flip-flop and the shoe lies the clog. Much maligned, and scoffed at, it is the forgotten middle child of footwear.
Some have deigned the clog ill and written it into their corporate policies that the clog be banished from sight, or worse, grounds for termination.
However, Blurbomat feels that the clog is an important winter house shoe. For example, where does one turn when the garbage must be taken out and it’s cold outside? Flip flops will leave the feet exposed and chilled. The clog has the convenience of the flip flop, but keeps the toes insulated, to say nothing of the spine support.
Then there’s the time when you need to make a quick neighborhood jaunt for coffee or post. The clog fits in well here and serves fashion and practicality equally well. Particularly in the urban environments where one must dodge pet feces, unknown liquids and varied spore left by tourists.
In short. I’m keeping the god damned clogs. o
Tags: clogs, clogs rule
Got your answer right here.
All the beauty of a sneaker, all the convenience of a clog, all the support of a hiking boot, acceptable by all dress code standards, and, yes, available in œmost” sizes and a variety of colors.
My AE clogs (they were a gift, I would never spend $50 on a pair of shoes, but…) have been submerged in water, half-eaten by a dog, and were once snatched by a smarmy platypus in a Def Leppard t-shirt (but have since been recovered), and are still the most comfortable pair of shoes I own. I buy long pants to cover up the chewed edges, because I love them so.
My life revolves around this one pair of shoes, when it’s not too busy revolving around me.
I love clogs. The best pair I ever had were some crazy Norwegian things that I bought for $8 in Florida one summer, and they made it through four seasons until the bottoms finally just fell off. They looked fierce with everything I wore, but the price of admission the first time you put them on again each fall was a day of bleeding. It was so worth it.
I mean, I love clogs on women. That’s totally what I meant to say. I can’t imagine saying anything other than just that. Which is what I meant. Totally.
Not only do two of my co-workers wear clogs at work, both constantly spout the praises of such footwear. I myself have no experience with these obvious technological wonders, but it leads me to think that perhaps I should partake in the wonder that is the clog.
GOD HATES CLOGS.
No, that isn’t right.
Just don’t wear ‘em with white socks!!
My clogs are fleece-lined, cushion-insole, and rubber-treaded, with little short backs so I don’t fall out of them and hurt myself. Orthopedic clogs, I guess.
I have never wanted clogs. Until today.
My feet fall out. I hate that.
Clogs are like Macs. Some people get them, some don’t. And those of us who know better get to snicker up our sleeves at the ones who don’t.
I love my PowerBook. And I love all 864 pairs of clogs I currently own.
We have founded a local organisation to help bring clogs back into the community, we encourage children to ask for clogs rather than the more urbanized sneaker. We have dont this as we feel that everyone has the right to express their inner clog!!!
Andre and pete
CLOGS ROCK!
I LOVE CLOGS!!!
CLOGS ROCK!
I WEAR THEM EVERYDAY!!!
I LOVE CLOGS!!!
CLOGS ROCK!
I WEAR THEM EVERYDAY!!!
I LOVE CLOGS!!!
CLOGS ROCK!
I WEAR THEM EVERYDAY!!!
I dont have a pair of clog but I am going to purchase a pair on ebay when I find the perfect pair! Also: I feel sorry for the person called Clog!