Showing posts with label clogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clogs. Show all posts

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Please make it stop!


Please make the clogs stop multiplying. Not only are they coming out looking like a more polished version of the pair I had when I was seven (black with flowers along the rim), but they are now morphing into things like a clog-boot-thing. W.T.F? STOP! Just stop. These shoes are NOT flattering on seven-year-old girls, and they are also NOT flattering on grown women - model or normal human. Nasty, nasty, nasty. I shudder.

And P.S. is Lara Stone wearing peddle pushers? Or bike pants? Both things that happened to me in the 90s, but unlike dark purple lipstick and flannel - they are something, like clogs, that should stay in the past!