I have developed a Crocs habit.
I know, I know. How the mighty have fallen and all that...
Thing is, I didn't buy them for the comfort; I bought them for their looks. No, seriously. It started innocently enough with a pair of silver
Cyprus (for
alienor's wedding, but I wound up not wearing them). Nearly a year later, I discovered
Olivia and got a pair in red and then brown. And then another pair of Cyprus in brown. And then a pair of
Malindi Leopard in gold. And then
Havana in bronze.
That's six pairs of Crocs, people! What's happened to me?
Unfortunately, I have met my first pair of uncomfortable Crocs:
Alice. I love the heel; it's so much more comfy on my feet than the flat, flat, flat Oliva. However, that little strap? Is of the devil. And the little buttons which hold the strap to the shoe rubbed blisters on the inside of both my feet today. Sadness. They were so cute.