Crocs...
So I caved…I started wearing Crocs…prior to being unemployed, I thought they were the ugliest shoes out there…I would never be caught dead in them…but as the months go on without a job – comfort = king.
During my former employed days, I would never be caught dead in public in track pants, no makeup or with my hair up…I used to dress up to go to grocery store…now it’s a whole different deal. If my pants don’t have the word yoga on the tag, I’m not into them….I’m pretty sure jeans are the devil…and cotton/spandex pants are made in heaven.
I started to crave crocs about a month ago…I see so many happy feet in them…Christ I love shoes – I love high heals…however, heals and yoga pants don’t mix…In order to mask my new found love for Crocs, I thought the flip flop Crocs would be inconspicuous…no one would know the difference… 
but my sister bought me a pair of the originals – cotton candy pink! I tried them on, and my feet said thank you…I heart them!
According to friends I’ve fallen off the fashion wagon…I’m pretty sure, I can make my way back on…but my wagon now includes comfy, but ugly, shoes.