If I were a clog, I'd clog in the morning

My latest obsession is clogs.

Like a hoof - a clog knows how to ka-lunck.

Old album covers are rad too.

These clogs have knots.

These clogs have buckles.

This cat is not a clog.

Alfiero Maccanti

I saw these Italian clogs on the blog Every Clog Has Its Day as an Etsy vintage item for sale. Turns out they were the perfect size and felt wonderful to wear. Sold!

I sort of stopped doing high heels in my old age, even though I fall down wearing flats more than I ever fell down wearing platforms or heels. So these shoes are a little bit out of my comfort zone. But whoa! Being four inches taller is empowering!

The Mister noted that I seem to have a thing for Italian shoes, so I stayed till 3am looking at Pivettas. My old hiking boots. Apparently they have a cult following.

Si and I showing off our toes