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I got a pair of those Crocs for Christmas. You know those ugg-mo sumprem-o, utterly hideous shoes with holes in them that everyone in Charlottetown was wearing this past summer? Yeah those. I did ask for them however, because they are comfy. Sometimes you just can't judge a shoe by it's ugliness. Ma got me a pair and I got her pair. Hers are a nice olive green, you know, a nice blending color. Mine. Hot pink. HOT PINK. Because they just aren't ugly enough.
The color has since grown on me and I have been just wearing them around the house like slippers, since the winter is not the best time to wear them. BUT yesterday was so very nice and I was only going downtown to the gym and then a few blocks to pick up my paycheck. So I took my first venture into the wilderness with hot pink crocs.
Believe it or not, I WAS walking on air. By the way, you have to sing that last sentence like the Joey Scarbury song in order to read it right. So sing. There ya go. Falafil, the crocs made walking such a delight. It's the bare feet on grass for concrete. It made me feel light as a Post-It Note and I am positive I was able to jump a little farther and higher, as I tried to avoid the puddles. I wanted to jump over everything. I walked faster, I'm sure of it, and with a little extra pep in my step.
Unfortunately for today, it is grey and pouring rain. No Crocs for me. I should invent galoshes for Crocs. Yeah. Oh, and I saw ShopGirl last night at City Cinema. You should go. It's funny and nice. Written by Steve Martin, and Jason Schwartzman is hilarious. For best results go watch it in a pair of Crocs.
The color has since grown on me and I have been just wearing them around the house like slippers, since the winter is not the best time to wear them. BUT yesterday was so very nice and I was only going downtown to the gym and then a few blocks to pick up my paycheck. So I took my first venture into the wilderness with hot pink crocs.
Believe it or not, I WAS walking on air. By the way, you have to sing that last sentence like the Joey Scarbury song in order to read it right. So sing. There ya go. Falafil, the crocs made walking such a delight. It's the bare feet on grass for concrete. It made me feel light as a Post-It Note and I am positive I was able to jump a little farther and higher, as I tried to avoid the puddles. I wanted to jump over everything. I walked faster, I'm sure of it, and with a little extra pep in my step.
Unfortunately for today, it is grey and pouring rain. No Crocs for me. I should invent galoshes for Crocs. Yeah. Oh, and I saw ShopGirl last night at City Cinema. You should go. It's funny and nice. Written by Steve Martin, and Jason Schwartzman is hilarious. For best results go watch it in a pair of Crocs.
posted by Ash D at 11:47 a.m.
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Those crocs look stupid. But everyone seems to swear by them. If they're that comfortable, maybe I have a new idea for a bra....
Very same story, Mom gave me a gift of a pair, and I wear mine around the house too. And I keep having people look at me skeptically and say: Sure, I believe you that they're comfortable, but you'll never never wear them in public right? Damn skeptics keepin me and my blue crocks down.
Ah Crocs. I'm the Queen of wanting to buy ugly shoes, and as soon as I saw these crocs I knew it was a must have. I have two pairs, one with holes, one without. I tell you its' like walking on a cloud, sure they are ugly, but we all used to wear duckies, and those my friend are just as bad.
tasha
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