The Horror: Clogs
Karl, I will not abide this. You reanimated the clog corpse for spring, and unfortunately no one took a shotgun to it for fall. Instead it's creating more spawn, clomp clomping down the streets, hungry for fashion victims. Clogs aren't even the sort of shoe with such an over-the-top ugliness that it makes you stop, gag, ponder and then decide they might be fabulous in their ridiculousness. No, clogs are a boring ugly. They bloat the toes and square the arch. In their current incarnation, the high-heeled mules are out for ankles. And for crying out loud, the top is designed to look nailed to the bottom. If you make it 2007 -- the year of the oxford -- again, maybe then we can resume speaking, Karl.