One Style, Three Generations: Our Family’s Holey Shoe Story
I never expected my grandmother to be the one to convince me. She shuffled into...
Walk Light, Walk Right – Choose Clog!
I never expected my grandmother to be the one to convince me. She shuffled into...
I used to think wearing socks with those rubbery, hole-filled clogs was a fashion crime...
I was doomscrolling late one night when I saw it. Not the breaking news or...
It started on a rainy Sunday—the kind where the sky feels like it’s been muted...
It started with a raised eyebrow. That morning, I stood in front of my mirror,...
I’ll be honest—when I first slipped my feet into a pair of hole-filled rubber clogs,...