The Road to Happiness is Paved with Avant Garde Footwear
Some of you may remember this post, wherein I profess my undying love for the designs of one Mr. John Fluevog. Well, friends and total strangers, I did it. I done bought me a pair of Fluevogs. And Yea, Verily, They Are Beautiful.
The selection was a little overwhelming at first, but then a kind and gentle soul named Sean (or Shawn? Shaun? I’m so sorry I didn’t ask for the spelling of your name, please correct me if you are reading this!) helped guide me through trying on several pairs of delicious footwear.
And I did indeed end up buying the Miracles: Lourdes boots that I linked to in my previous post. At first, I was very, very afraid that the boots would not zip over my calves. But The Angel Sean did make it so. And he did assure me that could I not stretch them at home, they could assist me in the store with such a thing.
And Lo, they were purchased:
I’m pretty sure that the whole time I was at Fluevog, I had a giant piece of kale stuck in my teeth from my lunch at Real Food Daily. I think you can even see it in the above photo. Proving again that I am nothing if not All Class.
Words cannot express how much I love my smoking hot new boots. The leather is so buttery soft. I wore them all day Saturday and Sunday, and they have now molded to the exact shape and size of my legs. Like a glove, I tell you. I spent a good amount of time smelling them, too. They smell gooooooood.
Here’s a picture of my babies watching Breaking Bad:
And at the skate park:
And driving (note to self: vacuum floor mats):
Thank you, Fluevog, for making amazing things. Thank you Sean (Shawn Shaun) for being so amazingly kind and helpful [but you can totally tell me if I have food in my teeth next time, ‘s ok]. Also, learning that the Fluevog store can do layaway nearly made me weep with joy. Had I known this, my closet would have been filled with buttery soft pretties years ago. And armed with this information, I see a lot more Fluevog in my future.
Guess what you all can get me for my birthday and/or Christmas next year? Shooooooeeeessss.