if you can't beat 'em, walk a mile in their shoes, which are actually quite comfortable

In spite of the fact that I spend my days unwashed and wearing what basically amounts to pajamas, there have been certain lines I wouldn't cross. For example, if I'm going to an event that takes place at night and has a ticket price of $15 or more, I will not wear any fleece (unlike most Vermonters, who will show up decked out in their best fleece vests). And I've always resisted clogs, because with the exception of winter boots, shoes are not meant to be comfortable or practical, they should to be pretty and crippling. But then I tried on my sister's clogs. I tried on my sister's clogs, tried to hide from her the fact that I was wearing them, and got angry when she asked for them back. And the next day I spent the gift certificate I'd planned to use to buy some foxy new boots on what are basically slippers I can wear to work. Up next: fleece pants at a dinner party.