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Sunday, June 28th, 2009

From Beach to Ballroom: A Wedding Shoe Dilemma

The quandary is inevitable. You’re attending (or in!) a wedding on the beach — sometime, somewhere, somehow –  and a reception with dancing in a ballroom is scheduled to follow. Now, of course, you realize the dilemma. Your pair of Joy Chen pumps that perfectly compliment your stunning black cocktail dress are not exactly beach-friendly. At the same time, the fabulous flip-flops you’d normally wear in the sand aren’t exactly going to cut it on the dance floor. Great. What now?!


Monday, May 18th, 2009

Prom Shoes: Go Big or [Stay] Home

KarrieI read an article today about a man who took his daughter prom shoe shopping. Actually, he took his whole family. Needless to say, his candid observations of his wife and two daughters shopping were humorous, to say the least. At first, he wasn’t exactly keen on the experience and likened his wife and daughters to lionesses on the hunt. In the midst of his attempt to reconcile the whole process, however, he had an epiphany:  (more…)

Monday, December 15th, 2008

Twelve Days of Shoe Shopping #7: Swans/Xosas

On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Seven swans a-swimming
… Ca-ching! The seven swans are the most expensive presents in the Twelve Days of Christmas song, according to the Christmas Price Index. The Christmas Price Index is a facecious commodity price index tracked by PNC Financial services. To calculate this year’s Christmas Price Index, the PNC researches how much each item costs in the current market. Like any group of goods, shifts in the Christmas Price Index reflect general patterns in the economy.


Thursday, May 24th, 2007

Wedding flats—a true wedding shoe saga

“Don’t tell anyone,” she quietly whispered in my ear as she
placed the letter gently on my desk. The message was rolled up like a testament, tightly sealed with a rubber band, “this is for you only.” Butterflies came to my stomach and my
curiosity spiked: "can I read this at
work?" I thought to myself as I saw the messenger silently whisk
away, back into the office shadows. I
waited impatiently, my feet tapping on the ground, as I held the secret message in my sweaty palms. I peered at my office colleagues from the corners of my eyes, took a
deep breath and unbound the lingering surreptitious message, slowly unraveling
its secret. I was overwhelmed to find an invitation to my girl’s wedding … which, naturally, was on the same weekend as
my other girlfriend’s wedding across the nation in Wisconsin. Oh sweet wedding season (sigh).

Three weekend’s before the magical wedding day, the
secret messenger/bride-to-be had a festive, joyful BBQ at her home (don’t worry, the cheesy over-doing this whole wedding bit will not
infiltrate this entire column, or at least I hope not for your sake). Of course with every festive BBQ comes the
even more cheerful consumption of summertime beverages that never quite taste like
there are many spirits in them. After a couple, or rather a fistful
depending on who you are and where you come from (being from Wisconsin, I
learned at a young age how to throw ‘em back, definitely younger than my parents know so
please don’t tell!), you wonder: “how did I get so tipsy? I swear I didn’t drink that much.” In goes the alcohol and out come the


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