Couture Clogs

Although it does make me feel a little old, I still get a kick out of being an actual witness when some fashion items make their return into the spotlight. One item in particular that I remember from a previous spin on the spotlight is the high-heeled clog…also known as couture clogs.

The first time around, I mostly remember I simply had to have a pair of these shoes. Why? Because everyone else had them, why else? I could barely walk in them, but back then, that didn’t seem to be all that important. I remember wearing them with cuffed corduroy Levis, cute tops, and belts with huge loop buckles.

I didn’t think it was possible, but not only have these shoes come back, they have come back in a big way. The first time around, this shoe was definitely cool but not couture. In fact, even though I had started buying my own clothes and shoes by then, I may have been able to swing more than one pair. The popular brands were Frye, MIA, and Zodiac, and the must-have color was any shade of brown, from light tan to chocolate brown. It’s possible for fans of retro footwear to get lucky and score a cool bargain at a thrift store and pass it off as a contemporary brand.

This time around, things are a little different; these platform clogs are still chic and cool, but a bit pricier than they were. Along with several of the golden oldie brands that are still around and available today, there are some pretty big fashion heavy hitters showing these cool clog shoes in their line, like Chloe, Karl Lagerfeld, Celine’s Phoebe Philo, and Louis Vuitton. You can find a rainbow of colors, textiles, and embellishment choices, too.

I am not sure if I will own a pair this time around or not. In addition to the upward move for cool points and price, these days I put more emphasis on being myself, more comfortable, and being able to walk. Most of the styles I have seen have more of a narrow heel than I prefer, but if I happen to stumble, pun intended, upon a pair with a block heel, I may be tempted for the sake of nostalgia.

Who knows; a little faux fur on the right clog just might make walking gracefully move a few notches down on my priority list.