on the other foot

I spent the past two years of being teased for sporting my clunky Dankso clogs amidst a sea of sporty sandals, slingbacks and the like. (The most stellar quality of these clogs is the infrequency with which they cause my feet to bleed. I draw the line at bleeding for fashion.) Then today, on the bus downtown, I found myself sitting on the bus between two women wearing ... (you guessed it)... Dankso clogs.