14 Days of Love #13

I love my Crocs.  Y'all- I just made a quick run to Target (along with all the other mom's in a 5 mile radius of my house) and I wore them out in public.  As I was walking out to the parking lot, I caught a reflection of myself in the exit doors and was like, "WHAT IN THE BLUE BLAZING HECK?!"  Is that what I looked like?! I went to Target with my hair all kinds of wacky, wearing Crocs and socks that don't match with anything.  Wal-mart?  Okay.  You can pull that off in Wal-Mart.  But Target?!  Good grief. 
As I was walking to the parking lot, I was trying to think about what I was going to blog about tonight- and came up with Crocs, and was thinking of what I love about them.  Here's what I have:
1. They're so easy to slide on and go
2. They're comfortable for about town walking
3. They allow me to be a slob and no one judges.  "What is she wearing? Oh- she has Crocs on.  Never mind."  If I went to Target and my hair was looking like it did- with my wacky socks- and nice shoes.  It would have been judgmental looks all over the place.  Same outfit with Crocs?  It's all good.  It's like they give permission.  That wackadoo outfit was intentional. It's okay. 

Frankly, at this stage of the game, anything that gives me permission to not care- is okay by me.

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