Showing posts with label Socks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Socks. Show all posts

Monday, May 3, 2010

Sock it to me!

For a couple of weeks there, it was summer. I skipped around town wearing sundresses and drank Hoegaarden out of plastic cups in pub gardens. I pranced around in light t-shirts and skinny jeans and pumps and I walked to appointments instead of taking the tube. But then it started raining again and the wind brought a chill from the north and I had to layer shirts and cardigans over my dresses and wear socks with my pumps. Except that I couldn’t find any socks. Well I could find odd sports socks or pink socks that had been left in my Christmas stocking about a decade go but I couldn’t find any nice normal socks that would be acceptable to wear with a ballet pump. And that’s what I miss about living with my dad. Well I also miss being able to ask for a quick summary of any political situation or war that I might not be as knowledgeable about as I should be. But mainly I miss the socks. Dads have whole drawers devoted to socks. I have a drawer for underwear and a drawer for bills and bank statements and a drawer for tights even, but I don’t have a drawer for socks. I need to buy some socks first.

When it comes to buying socks, I think it’s important to remember that black is bad. Black fades to a horrible light black and those hard crusty socks that you eventually find at the bottom of your wardrobe are always black. No, grey is better or a light brown perhaps. Patterns are out too unless they are very faint. Pop socks are also verboten (take note Lindsay Lohan). Obviously cashmere socks are the nicest but socks are easily lost or eaten by a dog so it doesn’t really make sense to splurge on them. And anyway, nobody wants really hot feet; that’s almost as uncomfortable as having really cold ones. People like Alexa Chung – that is to say people with very long, very skinny legs – are able to get away with skirts and socks and when the Alexa Chung for Madewell collection was launched there was plenty of socks-with-sandal action going on. I tend to stick to the skinny jeans/socks/ballet pumps combination myself but perhaps I’ll give socks with bare legs a try when the sun eventually comes back out. LE