Succumbed, Sorta
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Yes, I have. I have finally succumbed to the Croc rage. Sorta. See, I have avoided crocs for their pure-tee ugliness since they first came out. But I have a love affair with denim from way back. I’d live in it if I could, except for when I want to wear high heels, and even then, if it didn’t make my mama frown, I would maybe wear denim. So when I saw these shoes, it was all over but the buying. I mean. Jeans. For my feet. Only plastic. Hello!
Yeah.
The good news is that they aren’t really Crocs, but a brand called Funky Feet. Now that I’ve worn them, though, I imagine it’s only a matter of time until I get more. And opportunity. Let’s not forget opportunity.
Those are so cute! I have also refused to worship at the temple of Crocs, even though I see little girls smaller than Kaitlyn wearing pink ones and feel myself weakening. But I resist! Although geez, those denim ones are SO CUTE.
I want some in pink camo. It’s a special kind of sickness.
I don’t own Crocs either, but those are super cute. Hmm, I feel a shopping spree coming on.