I love clogs and have a lot of fond memories
from growing up in Sweden,where most kids
(in those days...)
got a new pair every summer.
Uncomfortable and awkward at first,
(blistered toes!!)
the clogs soon molded to your foot and
became like a second skin.
We'd personalize them
through painting and writing messages on the front
(my mother was mortified!)
and wore them until the heal was so worn down
that you'd felt you were leaning backwards...
As an adult I still love my clogs - especially those by
'Swedish Hasbeens'..
from growing up in Sweden,where most kids
(in those days...)
got a new pair every summer.
Uncomfortable and awkward at first,
(blistered toes!!)
the clogs soon molded to your foot and
became like a second skin.
We'd personalize them
through painting and writing messages on the front
(my mother was mortified!)
and wore them until the heal was so worn down
that you'd felt you were leaning backwards...
As an adult I still love my clogs - especially those by
'Swedish Hasbeens'..
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