I am a sell out.

It's a plot. An evil, evil plot. I'll be honest, I am no Fashionista. Other than being able to spot a Vera Wang or Monique Lhuillier wedding gown from 100 yards I have no affinity towards fashionable things. Left to my own devices, I would wear jammies 24/7. When forced to put on real clothes, I prefer black t shirts and yoga pants, which one friend noted were really the same as jammies, but that is SO not true. You can go to the grocery story in yoga pants, but if you go in jammies people look at you funny. Therefore, they are real clothes.

Anyway, while in Chicago, we came across a Crocs store opening up. Now, I have seen these curious things and heard the accolades, but really...they are kinda...ugly. But the second I put them on it was like PUTTING JAMMIES ON YOUR FEET. I am not even kidding you. I got the ones with the fuzzy inside. You can see the fuzzy right under the bottom of my black Yoga Pants.