Monday, August 22, 2005

Yes, I'm obsessed with Crocs

OK, I'm eventually going to get off the Croc thing, really I am, but I have to report that last night, while innocently eating delicious sushi, we spotted a man wearing the following outfit: light-blue linen pants and matching shirt, white jaunty cap, and PURPLE CROCS. My friend could not get over the Crocs, but I couldn't get over the whole ensemble. I mean, not even woven Italian leather sandals could have saved this disaster, but the application of the Crocs sent the whole thing over the top. And I really don't think this man was gay, just seriously fashion-challenged. This is what happens when fashion weapons like the Croc just fall into anyone's hands: Total wardrobe disasters that end up impeding on my simple sushi dinner. Well, my dinner also was impeded upon by crying babies and a capella fraternity singing groups, but still ...

Does this mean I'm going to eventually find myself buying, and horror of horrors, wearing Crocs? Is this like falling in love with your captors or something? Will I become the Patti Hearst of shoes? If you ever spot me walking along in bright orange Crocs, or any color really, please save me from myself. Tackle me, distract me, ply me with alcohol, whatever.

Well, ply me with alcohol no matter what sort of shoes I am wearing.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

As a wise woman once said, "Fashion sense in Boulder is like bouldering in Chicago, there is none." Perhaps this poor lavender befooted fellow was part of the acapella group, on break and imbibing in a little sake before the next act. In any case he was on Pearl, on a Sunday, relaxing with his screaming baby. I think that situation would have been much worse if he had worn said crocs to work, with a hawaiin shirt, and some beat up cargo shorts. Unfortunately this is the uniform of many of my engineers.

Nooch said...

As a wise woman once said, "Fashion sense in Boulder is like bouldering in Chicago, there is none." Perhaps this poor lavender befooted fellow was part of the acapella group, on break and imbibing in a little sake before the next act. In any case he was on Pearl, on a Sunday, relaxing with his screaming baby. I think that situation would have been much worse if he had worn said crocs to work, with a hawaiin shirt, and some beat up cargo shorts. Unfortunately this is the uniform of many of my engineers.

Anonymous said...

I, too, am obsessed with my hatred for Crocs. These kind of Boulder fashion disasters are frighteningly frequent. I try to log them on my fashion blog. I'm sure you'll dig. The link is: http://boulderdirt.com/blogs/aimeemay/

- Aimee

Leslie said...

PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!!!!!! My husband got himself a pair of CROCS The biggest fashion disaster since leg warmers!!!!! He wears them ALL the time! it was fine at the beach house .. even ok around the yard ... Today he wore them to his OFFICE!!!!!! He is a stock broker!!! We live in AZ and I am afraid the possible social ramifications of CROC wearing! I tried to stop him this morning .. he said " It's Friday" HELP!