My good and dear friend, Amy, posted a delightful piece on her blog about my personal favorite source of shoes: John Fluevog.
Naturally, how could I not respond in kind? Besides, I’ve been posting primarily about academic topics lately and that, I’m sure, gets boring for everyone after a while. One has to live a little.
I should explain that I’ve had a love affair with John Fluevog shoes since the early nineties when I was working at Hastings in Coeur d’Alene, ID. There I came across my first Fluevog catalogue (back then, they’d mail them to you twice a year) and instantly fell in love with the shoes. I bought my first pair soon afterward. I still have this pair and I still rock them periodically.
I’m going to begin with the ladies’ shoes (because they really get some fabulous shoes) and then turn my attention to the men’s for obvious reasons. Let’s get started, shall we?
I have a thing for heels, I really do. In fact, there’s a picture of me as a child wearing my sister’s heels. In literary circles, this is known as foreshadowing. Astute readers who came of age in the nineties will recognize this shoe as the one worn by the lovely Lady Miss Kier from Deee-Lite on the album World Clique. In celebration of forty years of Fluevogs, this gem was recently reissued.
The Munster Black
Now this shoe is also a delightful number. It’s evocative of the twenties and thirties which instantly increases its appeal to me. The line of the heel, the suede with patent trim! Simply too marvelous!
The Lanciano
For the last of the ladies’ shoes, I shall now turn my attention to a pair of serious heels that are best described as delicious. Superb heels coupled with a high boot — What’s not to love?
The Gaga Boot
Righto. That’s enough from the ladies’ side of things.
So, gents, are you looking for a dress shoe that isn’t boring but won’t alarm the antediluvians on the board of directors or the give the tenure committee fits? Well, look no further. John has the shoe for you.
This delicious shoe is a classic. It is a particular favorite of mine and I yearn to add it to my collection of Fluevogs.
211 Carall Street
I really dislike wearing trainers. I think they’re generally ugly. Really, who designs them? Sure, you can run six miles up a mountain and not get a blister, but why would you wear them on a daily basis? Why wear unattractive shoes all the time? To solve the problem of casual and comfortable, here are these delightful numbers.
- Future Angles – Will
Need to be a bit dressier, but not so dressy you’ll look out of place? These are my go to shoes for most situations and I always get complimented on them. In fact, I’m wearing mine today.
The Michael
I hope you’ve loved this little tour of the joy that is Fluevog. Remember, my birthday is a little over a month away. Gift certificates are always welcome. Or rush down and buy your own pair. Just remember:
Don’t Delay, Fluevog Today!
I love the Michaels & the Future Angles-Wills – I almost posted both of those in my Fluevog post.
I think we have different taste in women’s shoes, though.
I was tempted to post a few of the other ladies’ shoes (the Berlin Mitte) has a very serious heel. I like the ladies’ shoes you posted. What don’t you care for about the ladies’ shoes I posted here?
I don’t like the front of the boot, it looks like a knee shield, which makes me think of Lindsay Lohan’s line of leggings with padded knees (called Mr. President).
The green ones are actually okay; I have a soft spot for Oxford-reminiscent high heels.
There is no way I could ever wear the first shoes; I am just not the right style of person for them. I can see liking them on someone else, but they are not me at all. The heel just throws me off, and the toe is too square.
First, who the hell is Lindsay Lohan? That’s a rhetorical question more than anything. I could go look her up on Wikipedia, but meh, I think I’ll be able to survive another thirty-three years without knowing who she is.
I live in a pleasant academic cave that I don’t feel like polluting with random people who create leggings with padded knees which make allusion to an episode in history about which too little hasn’t been said.