First of all, It’s true, I take pride in my appearance, I take pride in looking good. If I don’t feel good about how I look, it has an immense effect on my day. It may be an ego thing, I’m sure those of you who know me may say it is. Yet I think it is a self-image problem that I have, If I don’t look good, I don’t feel good. This brings up a Freudian examination of myself, which I’m not too keen on, and which we won’t go into with this post, maybe at a later point in the space–time continuum. Anyway I digress! I wanted to pose a question to you all. True, I always pick form over function (It’s a problem I have), but this is a question that has nothing that I can see to do with style, or, for that matter, usefulness. I will simply state it and see if you can make any sense of it. Sandals with socks. Let me say that again… Sandals. With. Socks. I can understand sandals, easy on-off foot modes, walking on the beach without a tract of worry about getting sand in your shoes and cool feet during the summer. Now onto the socks. Explain to me why you would want to combine the two, ever? First of all, sweaty smelly socks. Secondly, Sand. Everywhere. Ironically defeating the purpose for sandals to begin with. They have the word “sand” in them! Thirdly, and most importantly. You have now entirely covered your feet in fabric and plastic. Just wear shoes! You have basically thrift-shopped a pair of shoes from stuff people have left scattered across the beach. Thus concludes my rant on ‘socdals’. That is all.