Archive for the ‘Classic Shoes’ Category

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Fluevog Spotlight: Veggie Vogs

March 26, 2008

Veggie SuperVeg Apparently, this ‘environment’ thing is now cool.  We’re supposed to be caring about it.  I think that’s nice.

I don’t eat meat, and am amused by the automatic social conscience credit earned by this choice.  In fact, I think little of the terrible treatment of livestock and care less of the impact on my karma.  The truth is, a steak is an awfully overwhelming commitment, especially when it tastes kind of gross.  But I’m happy to go sorting through my rubbish bin, frown at SUV drivers and lament Big Business.  I’m always willing to embrace a cause at little personal cost.

I applaud the environmentalists who think daily of their footprint.  I think of mine too, and I insist it not be ugly.

Have you seen the Veggie Vogs?

More importantly, have you seen a more horrendous shoe?

The Angel is a great line of shoes – sturdy and dependable and just a little bit interesting.  They got dunked in the ugly vat in being veggiefied.  Is this the fashion version of a cilice?

Verdict: I wouldn’t marry this shoe, and I’d insist it shower before coming within ten metres.

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Fluevog Spotlight: Angel Gibson Swirl

October 8, 2007

The comedy tie is care-worn and aged, and no-one wants to see the comedy boxer shorts.  How’s a conservative dresser supposed to show his wild and crazy side now?

The answer is the Gibson Swirl.  Preferably in Burgandy Rub-Off.

This shoe will pass muster as a boring oxford, but can also be waved around as evidence of a deeper layer or two.  A hint of wild.  A touch of crazy.  A smidgen of Fluevog.

The Gibson Swirl is perfectly lovely, in either the shoe or the Derby Swirl boot.  It may not be the most interesting Fluevog in the rack, but it’s a supremely adequate representative of the genre of The Straight Boy Vog.

And of course, like all Angels, it resists alkali, water, acid, fatigue and Satan.  You can’t lose.

Verdict: I wouldn’t marry this shoe, but I’d show it a thing or two in the sack.

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Fluevog Spotlight: Grand National

September 11, 2007

Let’s kick this thing off with a bang.

Voted “Shoe Most Likely to Need Hosing Off”, the Grand National is a Fluevog icon.  The open lacing, the cloven heel – this is the shoe fetishists pined for during the dark non-Grand National years.  There are rumours about a lost mould, but at the end of ’04, it returned and it was grand.

The reunion tour had four members – the classic black knee-high, the shoe, the corsetry-laced mid-calf and the red pony knee-high.  The shoe was for people too cheap for the knee-high.  The corsetry-laced was for anyone who enjoys looking like a particularly well-netted tuna.  The red pony was for those who wear both smokey eyes and dark lips.  The classic black knee-high was the way to go.  This is the boot for family reunions, church socials and work functions.  This is the boot that warns “No, you don’t want to ask me about my personal life, my answers would break your mind.”

And if you haven’t bought it already, you may be out of luck.  It’s back in the Flueseum on the site, and the stores are running low.  Have you seen it still available anywhere?

Verdict: I wouldn’t marry this shoe, but I’d have wild sex with it in the basement at my grandparents’ house.