Socks

mardi 18 novembre 2014

I'm a big fan.



Not in the unsettling, stained rain mac and corned beef sandwiches way, but in the wholesome useful every day item and accessory manner. They are pragmatic, yet fashionable or fun.



And it's not just me. Dogs love them. Washing machines prize them as a delicacy. And the sock monster has built a thriving black market economy by holding them to ransom.



Socks are finally getting the kudos they deserve. For example, I actually saw two people at a wedding comparing their socks recently.*



Come on BBS, admit your (non-fetish) sock love. Regale your sock anecdotes. Show off your sock hoards.







*OK, so one of the people was me. And I may have instigated the conversation. But still.




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