It was right around the time when I turned 24 (while my collection of overalls maintained a rather steady growth spurt,) that a new, curious regression completely unrepresentative of the whole girl-becoming-woman thing reared its infantile head.
I wanted doily socks. Only doily socks.
For the uninitiated, the aforementioned are effectively the above photographed (which means they’re just like the socks you’re used to wearing, only far more emblematic–with their crochet or lace fold-over trim–of the girl you likely used to be, which if you put your mind to it, may or may not spawn an entirely different Gotye parody. See also: “Now you’re just a blogger that I used to love.”)
Sure, I’ve been a long time fan of socks–as a self-anointed footwear collector, connoisseur and preserver, how could I not be? Feet are among the most prevalent producers of sweat on the human body. And without socks, you know what we’ve got? Many, many ruined shoes. Ruined shoes that are wet and often smelly and that is not a good look, enter a different type of accoutrementing. Even when paired with ostensibly sexy, fire red, sky high pumps of the Christian Louboutin variety, their repelling power is inarguable (as confirmed by two of my brothers, a man in a panama hat at The Bowery Hotel, and a former professor of mine). This is why, perhaps, I felt so inclined to pair the set with a sheer smock dress care of Dries van Noten (but purchased 75% off on Yoox).
Don’t let the power deter you, though. They work famously with sneakers (these are, duh, Golden Goose) too as evidenced by the combination of a gingham (not to be confused with Gangnam) blouse from Topshop, an American Apparel sweater, utility green silk shorts from (shameless promo alert) my collaborative collection with PJK and a pair of lace shorts of the Only Hearts variety just under them. It is still cold out and though I can endure that for your viewing pleasure, I’ve got to protect my bits. Sorry, bitzzzZzZz.
So, what do you think–convincing enough? Are you ready to give them doily socks another try? Photos by Naomi Shon.