The Year of My Socks, Two-Thousand and Eighteen
I almost wore a different pair today; I actually had them in my hand with the magic Drawer of Plenty already closed behind me. But before I put them on, something gave me half a second's pause, and in that moment I changed my mind. Going back to the Drawer, I replace that with pair … Continue reading Ollie Had A Heap Of Socks
I put these on this morning because it was dark and Monday and I was tired and they matched what I was wearing...even as monochromatic as they are. Looking at them now, though, I'm struck by the angled pattern of the stripes. Pretty sure I've worn a similar pair before, but seeing them on my … Continue reading Venom-less Variations
