This blog really seems to err on the confessional these days. Regardless, I really must have you know that I have the strangest, most absorbing obsession with socks. Yes, socks. Of course, it’s not really socks in general that do it for me but a particular ilk, Topman socks.
Since I began frequenting my local Topman, oh maybe two years ago, I’ve developed this unusual obsession. Symptoms include salivating at the sight of stripy socks, launching into fits while gawking at some star-printed socks, reacting violently to those who try and purchase said socks when stock is dangerously limited…
Sometimes I won’t leave without a pair…
Or three….
Note to Self: seek treatment.
Images from Topman
These are so fun!
you’ve made me REALLY want to buy socks…right now I NEED some cool socks…argh!…and i’m loving the personal posts, we all want to know about the mysterious dustcakeboy…
bright socks!theyre brill, i love them!love your blog too, since i know you from TFS ill link you if youd like!<3