My name is Diana and I have a dirty little secret: I wear Crocs. Nay, I am obsessed with Crocs. They are my favorite shoes. On the planet.
Sometimes, when I have nothing to do, I will take a songthaew up to one of the shopping malls and find the Crocs store and just stare, drooling, at the plethora of the rubbery cushions of bliss hanging from the wall.
There was a time, not long ago, when I swore up and down and sideways and backwards and any other direction possible I would never, ever, ever wear those hole-y, vile-looking clog things. Not at home. And most certainly not in public.
Then, Thailand happened.
I remember it so well. Last summer, my friend and I were going to get our nails did. She was getting a pedi; I was having something bright and pretty globbed on my fingers. But, she wore close-toed shoes and I had flips. So, the fateful moment occurred when we swapped footwear.
I slipped my feet into her black, rubber, sling-backed shoes and my feet sunk into heaven. Heaven in a shoe.
âWhat are these?â I asked as we began to walk, and each step felt like I was going to bounce to the next.
âOh, Crocs,â she said all nonchalant and confident.
I froze in my tracks.
But, they werenât as ugly as sin. They were cute. Almost stylish. Well, as stylish as comfortable shoes made by Crocs could get, or so I thought.
In that moment, I needed to have a pair. I had to have a pair, since once it started to rain, I noticed my feet were firmly planted to the ground instead of slipping on the slick surfaces dotted around town.
When I went to Delaware at the end of last summer, I walked into my first-ever Crocs store and got the exact pair of shoes (ballet flats) I had worn that rainy summer day with her.
Over the next nine months, I wore those shoes every day. No matter what. Flip flops, nice shoes, they all went by the wayside. I could have a pair of shoes that were comfortable! Non-slip! And cute!
I would sheepishly grin and announce I was wearing Crocs when people would ask me. Theyâd roll their eyes, but when instructed them to take a look at them, they would typically respond with: âThose are Crocs, huh?â
Yes. Those are Crocs.
And when those Crocs began to lose their tread, I did what any sane Croc-loving girl would do. I went straight to that Croc store in Chiang Mai and snatched up two more pairs â one like my old black ones which had worn out, and then another pair of pink loafers because, Pink! Loafers! (AKA Beach Line Boat Shoes.)
A little while later, it came time to pack up for Europe and I had mentioned to the fabulous Travel Fashion Girl that I planned on bringing Crocs to wear as my day shoe, so when she sent over her packing list for Europe, she included an adorable pair of Crocs —Crocs Women’s Adrina II Flat— on the list.
Which, of course, sent me back to the Croc store (and H&M and Uniqlo and Mango and Zara) to purchase those perfect European walking shoes.
Today, these shoes have come a long way from the Mario-Batali-neon-orange-clogs and actually are not only perfect for walking, but also for casual dress up. Itâs a love affair I have no intention of quitting anytime soon.
Would you don the Crocs??
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