Shawn L. Bird

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Poem- I love your way of being in the world February 6, 2020

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Your best feet forward

heels tapping

vamp it up

booting out negativity

sole savouring

stepping out

high kicking.

Squeal all together now:

“I LOVE your shoes!”



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poem- compensations November 4, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:06 am
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It’s a grey day

frost in the air,

but at least I’m greeting it

in a great pair of shoes.


poem-heel! June 6, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:43 am
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Her heels

hold back healing

but she feels

without stealing

opportunities for heels

her soul won’t heal,

whole soles heal heels.



(wishful thinking, that.)


poem-partners March 6, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:35 am
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when your shoe is hurting,

it’s because of the seam

on the sock.


poem- happiness is November 24, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:48 pm
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Joy is

is happy feet,

creamy leather

ornate scrolls

and cryptic snippets of

soleful inspiration,

sliced off at the edges:

Be proud in the love you have been given

Ask why you’re doing it.

Your car drive fluevog

to be human

you go give thanks

your sole will direct

and p ills outwards the rest

Spills outward the rest

deeply funky let your life shine in dark

human is to be divine

style is grace

Yes, Sight is a Miracle.

Like the bag says,

“you can’t buy happiness,

but at least you can buy Fluevogs.”

and contemplate

cryptology in your sole.



The shoes are Fluevog Miracle Sight in cream.

The socks are over the knees from

They’re like a match made in heaven, aren’t they?


poem- Misty’s shoes April 17, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:21 pm
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I’m wearing Misty’s shoes;

her ghost clings to them

billowing behind the clicking heels

in the hallway.

Misty set these shoes

on the foot rest of her

wheelchair, but I’m dancing

to her memory down corridors,

blowing kisses to the sky

through windows

wide with wishes.




A few years ago on eBay I bought a pair of black and white Fluevog Harlows:  T-straps on towering spool heels .  Misty’s sister told me about how they were selling her shoes after her untimely death from cystic-fibrosis.  I was so impressed with what she told me about her feisty sister over a brief correspondance, that I created a shoe-oholic character called Misty in the Grace books 3 & 4.  The manuscript is sitting on a shelf, waiting for polishing.  Someday you’ll get to meet her fictional namesake.  In the meantime, you can admire her excellent taste in shoes:

John Fluevog Harlow (Black/White Crackle) - Spectators Dress Shoes :  heels blackandwhite spectator


poem- red lipstick January 1, 2014

A sales lady

rhapodized over my

red and purple shoes.

“I wish I had the guts

to wear something like that,”

she said, sighing.

“I always admire

great shoes on other people.”


I told someone of this,

and she said,

“I know what she means.

I used to envy people

who had the courage to wear

red lipstick.”

I smiled,

gazing at her scarlet lips.

“Do you feel super-powered

in that lipstick?”

Her eyes just twinkled in response.


We hold ourselves back,

from what will

make our spirits soar,

reveal our natures,

demonstrate our individuality,

because of what?

Fear of censure by dullards?


Fear of our own unleashed potential?


Embrace the tokens

of your power:

wear shoes that make your feet

dance in the street,

and lipstick that makes your smile

a billboard for your joy.

Be you

in all your



(Thanks Julia, for loaning me the lipstick image). 😉


poem- celebration shoes September 2, 2013

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 6:01 pm
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I wear my celebrations

sassily, upon my feet.  

Stutting to the future,

prancing forward.

No dark days or dreary feet,

in the walk to destiny,

just delightful dancing shoes

shepherding me onward.




My “I finally got a continuing teaching contract!” celebration shoes: Bellevue Sally Skull

My “I survived the slowest drive to and from Vancouver on the TransCanada” celebration shoes: Bellevue Laura Hart.  (Yeah.  Sometimes any excuse for celebration will do! lol)

Laura Evans (Grey & Burgundy)

They’re both Fluevogs, of course.  More particularly they’re both part of the brilliant Bellevue heel family.  Bellevues are my favourite Vog style because of their very soft leathers, comfortable height for working all day,  and for their fun style that stretches comfortably into the evening.  Their motto is “Keeping pushing West beyond your imagination” and they’re named after real Wild West entrepreneurial ladies (ech hem) with very interesting stories.

Here’s Sally Skull’s bio and here is Laura Evan’s.  Feisty girls!


Fluevog addict? May 2, 2013

Filed under: anecdotes,fun,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:55 am
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someone arrived at my blog

yesterday, having used

the search term

“Fluevog addict.”


 That seems a little harsh.



Couldn’t we just say


or “connoisseur?”


Come on now.

That’s definitely over-stating.




Did I tell you?

To celebrate my Master’s placement

I have Prepared Hi Steadies coming ?

Steady (Yellow)

Aren’t they gorgeous?

Way cheaper than a party to celebrate,

and I get to enjoy them for ages!


Rather than a single evening.

That’s not addiction.

That’s just…



Oh, and

John Fluevog thinks I’m awesome!

So there.


(Well fine, he probably thinks you’re awesome, too)





Fluevog liked this poem so much, that they sent me a mug!  Yay!  🙂  They know how to feed their addic…  >>cough<< …fans.  Many thanks to Preet at the Vancouver Granville Fluevog store, who takes good care of me, AND sends me presents!  (If you look closely, you can see that the mug says “Juan Fluevog”  I think that’s hilarious.  Vog humour.  HA!)



dreaming of socks January 26, 2013

Filed under: fun — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:17 pm
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Back when I was in teacher training, my Faculty Associate (university liaison person) was Debbie.  Debbie got up every morning and sewed before she headed to work.  Because she made her own cool garments, she invested in interesting shoes and socks.  I had a pair of Debbie-style striped shoes I wore until they fell apart, and I still have some fancy, colourful trouser socks purchased on her inspiration back in those days, now getting over stretched and holey, and desperately in need of replacement.  Unfortunately finding great socks can be a challenge.

My mother also sews, and also loves great shoes.  When we moved her, she had 8 closets of clothes, and well over a hundred shoes- mostly pumps.  She wasn’t quite as adventurous in her shoe choices, but then, she’s a very classical dresser- à la Chanel.  She has lots of fancy hose, but offers no suggestions on wonderful socks.

I used to make my own clothes, and still collect fabric and patterns with the intention of sewing, but with an uncooperative serger (it was recently ‘repaired’ without any change in its proclivity to eat needles and break thread), and a cold basement sewing zone, I don’t do as much sewing as I should, especially not in the middle of winter, when I’m supposed to be writing novels in my ‘spare’ time.

When weight fluctuates, shoes and socks still fit (unless something truly dramatic happens) but while finding shoes has been relatively simple effort, I have not found a local or internet source for awesome socks worthy of my Fluevogs.

Recently, I was looking at blogs for some inspiration on other ways to wear my Libby Smith boots, and that search led me to The Fashionable Bureaucrat.  Megan lives all the way across Canada in Nova Scotia and she blogs photos of her ensembles.  She has some interesting tights she orders from Sock Dreams in Portland, Oregon.  With a store name like that, obviously I had to check them out and wow! it is sock NIRVANA over there!  I just sent in my first order, and I’m looking forward to adding funky socks to the daily dressing here in the Shuswap.  After poking around Sock Dreams, I discovered Sock It to Me, also located in Portland.  What is it with Portland that they get TWO amazing sock stores, while the rest of North America goes without?

There is sock hope!  (You’ll see that shipping is free in the US.  With orders under $50 you can ship with USPS First Class International Parcel for $8, which isn’t so bad taxes and exchange rate considered!).


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