As so often happens, it seems that Sam and I went on shoe-buying sprees at exactly the same time. Right about when her Frye’s blew, my everyday Sam Edelmans disintegrated into a desiccated pile a la David Bowie at the end of The Hunger. Last week she posted her winners, and this week I’m posting mine. This time around what I needed were a couple of pairs of all-purpose, comfy, casual boots for work that were sturdy enough to stand up to the three-block hike from parking to the office in San Francisco rainy season but didn’t make me look like a lumberjack.
Sadly, the Fluevogs weren’t available in my size right now, because they were pretty much perfect. But I’m waitlisted for them.