A little clog Story
When I was 16, at a Lycée (high school) in Paris (France), a couple of students from Sweden wore wooden clogs with leather tops. I was completely taken by them. At the time they were not available, except presumably in Sweden. A few years later, when I had a little job, I came across a pair and bought them. I was the only one around wearing them. I got many looks, mostly complimentary.
Many years later, I still love clogs. These were given to me by a dear friend recently and I wear them all the time. They're different from my original ones in that they have backs. Every time I slip them on, I remember my Swedish schoolmates.
Simplicity is the removal of the useless and the unnecessary--source unknown