Because "comfort" is less about real and more about feel,
I've decided to shun practicality this summer and opt for a perpetually-socked foot.
This, of course, is revolutionary for a girl who is usually of the mind that bare is always better. (#Pocahonasdoesn'twearshoes)
Yet, there's something very appealing about this whole sock-all-the-time thing that's got me itchin' for a . . . well, an itchin'.
'Cause socks are scratchy, y'all.
And by scratchy, I mean awesome.
And also scratchy.
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So here are some ways you can jump on the trend bandwagon with me and also be weird at the same time.
Which is kind of ideal, right?
Kill 'em w/ quirkiness.
Except replace quirkiness with something less overtly Deschanel-y and add a dash of socially unacceptable strangeness.
And there we have me in a nutshell.
And there we have me in a nutshell.
Socks : Elegance & (Faux) Athleticism by gabrielle-pedriani
Therreeee we go.
Much better.
Consider that bandwagon jumped, ravaged, and ruined.
Therreeee we go.
Much better.
Consider that bandwagon jumped, ravaged, and ruined.
Cheers.
Just like the polo shirt, surely the socks deflect judgements on my life choices? Or at least distract those judging enough for me to escape, arms flailing, singing/screaming 'It's my life' a la Bon Jovi - and with warm toes. Win, win really.
ReplyDeleteLove your work, Gab.
I hated this trend sooo much when I first saw it but now I kinda love it. Especially with the nikes. Damn u gabby. *goes to amazon to find price of all nikes*
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