Hey people - don’t hate me cuz I hate crocs.  And it’s not even that I hate them, as much as I think they are not for everyone, all the time.  I think they are an adorable chic for young children.  I think the colors and the add ons are upbeat and charming, and can look like candy on the feet of little ones.  Girls and boys alike.

It’s just they’re not for everyone is what I’ve come to believe.  There. Wait - disclaimer here - Haters, stop reading now, if you’re adult croc wearin’ lovers.  I tried loving them myself.  I really made a go. I bought a cute bright pink pair, and though I appreciated the comfort and ease, I found I just couldn’t pull off the look.  Or maybe I didn’t really want to.  I kind of felt like Minnie Mouse, all dressed up, walking around in her oversized shoes.  I never made it past the awkward stage, and now those super cute pink crocs live just outside my garage door, where one of my daughters can slip them on if it’s trash night.  It turns out they’re perfect footwear for lugging the garbage cans out to the curb.  They also work just fine if one of my girls needs quick shoes to go out back to call our dog in for dinner.

My girls like crocs well enough.  And I’m fine with them wearing them.  I like the youthful, even kind of euro aspect of their design.  The more add on charms, the better.  There have particular cache on a summer day heading to the pool.  And they work fine on rainy summer days also, given the whole rubber shoe thing.

But seriously, beyond that, aside from working in the garden, in my world at least - I don’t get the whole croc craze frenzy.  I don’t see the fashion statement here.  Comfort isn’t everything is it?  Trust me, I know it’s important, but the way I see it, there are far better comfort options, that don’t look remotely ‘croc like.’  Yuk, even saying that, made me hate them more.  For grownups I mean.  I know, those of you devotees won’t change your mind, and I wouldn’t expect you too.  I’m just sayin.’ - Like the Trix rabbit says - ‘Crocs are for kids.’  Sorry folks,  I’m standing my ground here.  Friends don’t let friends wear crocs.  No way, no how.  What is that green eggs and ham story?  I will not wear them here or there, I will not wear them anywhere.  Okay, except in the garden. Maybe.

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