I love Fluevog shoes. Over the years, I have acquired a pretty large collection of Mr. John Fluevog’s shoes. When I travel, if the city has a Fluevog store, I make sure to put a stop on my itinerary. Chicago and NY are my favorite Fluevog stops.
Why are Fluevogs so awesome? They are funky, comfortable, sexy, and versatile. Lots of people share my love of Fluevogs. In fact, five other posts on Caveat Calcei mention these shoes. Even Corporette blogged about them. My favorite are my pair of Lily Darlings that have a rare and impossible-to-find purple trim. I have worn them to weddings, court, funerals (sorry about that Uncle Dick (seriously, that was his name, g-d rest his soul)), and clubs. I have worn them EVERYWHERE.
So I was crushed when I thought I had somehow lost them. And after two years, I totally gave up on ever finding them. Until Caveat Calcei blogged about losing a Fluevog and then successfully recovering it. I reached out to Caveat Calcei and she walked me though how to find shoes that have mysteriously disappeared. She is the Miss Marple of shoe mysteries. That is, if Miss Marple was young, sexy, and had a weakness for pretty shoes.
Caveat Calcei advised that I think about where I had last been with the shoes. So I proceeded to interrogate several family members with whom I had visited and two hotels in which I had stayed. Although I alienated some relatives in the process and am now probably banned from The James Hotel, it worked. I discovered that I had not lost them during any travels. Phew.
Next, Caveat Calcei suggested that I think about who had been in my house. She noted that “when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?” Or something like that. And she suggested that a house guest may have left with my Lily Darlings. “Excellent, I cried.” “Elementary,” said she.
So I thought about it, and sure enough during the time frame, I had one weirdo house guest. He was my new prime suspect. So I confronted him on his facebook wall. I posted: “I know you took my shoes, you SOB.”
As it happens, he didn’t. Several weeks later I found the shoes in one of my closets.
The moral of this story is that Caveat Calcei is a miracle worker. Or maybe it is that if you don’t lose your Fluevogs, they will last forever, especially with the aid of a cobbler. Plus, your cobbler will think you have the coolest shoes. I’m talking eyes-popping-out-of-the-cobbler’s-head cool. It is worth buying a pair for this reaction alone.
I forgot to say this earlier, but Fluevogs are expensive. Don’t let this stop you. You really can wear them for a looooong time. Plus, I’ve had really good luck buying them used. Either way, you should go out and get a pair for yourself. New or vintage. It does not matter.
Just don’t misplace them.
About the Author:
The guest blogger is the author of Siouxsie Law, simply the best legal blog there has ever been. She is a litigator and also a goth. She blogs about stuff that is spooky and/or legal, and anything else that she feels like writing about.