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Socks. They are my life. I cannot go to bed without them. They keep my feet warm. I particularly love stealing dad’s big thick socks in winter. They are by FAR the most comfy.
Mum finds two problems with this:
1. So long as the socks are comfortable I will wear odd socks. which drives her CRAZY because we have a huge pile of odd socks and can never find the pair…hehehe…sound familiar anyone? 
2. I wear socks around the house. Which wears holes through them. However, at least I have now taken to also wearing ballet flats with them (yes dads socks + ballet flats =  an interesting look and one that usually remains at home) because if you go into the kitchen and someone has spilt water on the floor there is NOTHING worse than a wet sock. Agreed? 
So there it is: my sock obsession :P  
  • 3 September 2012
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