I feel a little ashamed right now about the number of clog jokes that I've made over the years (generally of the small...Dutch...mouse variety). I'd love to say that this remorse was occasioned by a new found love of mice...or dancing on staircases...but no, once again, it's avarice...as I find myself besotted by, not just clogs, but...dear God help me...biker clogs. As I type this I have to add that I fully acknowledge that they're the evil spawn of a Hell's Angel and a hippie and, yet, I can't help but think that they make other (saner) biker boots look a little...tame...in comparison.
Really the only think holding me back from buying a pair of these Frankenboots is my dislike of discomfort...I'm having a hard time with the idea that spending a day walking around on wooden platforms is going to be anything other that hideously painful. Which led me to wonder if anyone out there has any clog/wooden soled shoe experiences that they'd like to share...
Vnyc - thank you, that means a lot coming from you...I love your website...oh, and all the fantastic vintage lurking therein!