Earlier this week, while digging through my top drawer to find something suitable to wear with rain boots, I realized I can't remember the last time I wore socks.
To be honest, I've never been much a fan. It's impossible to find a matching pair, they collect dust when you walk around the house and, to add insult to injury, the dryer seems to eat them.
But I can't help but notice lots of cute girls (and boys) around town/on street style blogs/everywhere with colorful socks peeking out from oxfords, heels and flats, giving their cigarette pants or skirts or shorts just the perfect amount of quirk.
So now I'm in the market for socks. I don't really even know where to look, because I never, ever buy them. I honestly don't know when/how my sock drawer filled up.
But, anyway. I'm rambling.
