Splurge on: Socks

I love the cold. Living in California, I don't ever actually experience real cold with snow and stuff, but we still get pretty chilly over here on the West Coast. I love winter. I love the feeling of cold, and bundling up so I'm in my winter-wear feeling nice and toasty, but I can still feel a bit of the chill. I mean, when it's hot, there's a certain point where you kind of have to stop taking your clothes off. But when it's cold, you just keep putting stuff on until you reach the right temperature. And if you start looking like a marshmallow in the process, who cares? Marshmallows are delicious.

I went through a phase where I liked having cold feet. Everything else would be all wrapped up, but I needed to feel the chill on my feet. But all that changed when I discovered fuzzy socks. Oh. My. Goodness. Possibly one of the best things ever invented. Other than sliced bread. And the Internet.

Fuzzy socks are amazing. I mean, okay, first of all, they're fuzzy. That alone should be enough. AND THEN THEY'RE SOCKS. It's like putting your feet into socks made of the clouds. Except they keep your feet incredibly warm. And there's a lot of wiggle room. Fuzzy socks are possibly the best discovery I have ever made. Plus they're all colorful and edible looking.

Then on the other hand, there are toe socks. I don't exactly know why, but toe socks scare the crap out of me. Especially striped ones. It's actually extremely terrifying when people try to show their new toe socks off to me. I feel bad for yelling at them, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

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This girl's gotta buy some new fuzzy socks.

Author's Note:

See? My life doesn't revolve entirely around men who I have no chance of ever getting together with. Just mostly. Also, I do own a large number of fuzzy socks. Anything else I may have mentioned that maybe be copyrighted, trademarked, etc., I don't own.