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9.29.2006

I Confess


I confess to Crocs. I ordered a pair. They're black, the professional model. My doctor wears pink ones. Just sayin'.

(note to SSG: What?! They're supposed to be comfortable and I'm hoping they'll make my feet stop hurting. Just don't look at 'em.)

7 Comments:

Blogger katiedid said...

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11:28 AM

 
Blogger Trina said...

They're not comfy? Boo! Hiss! I've been considering the Scutes >:~(

Guess I'll stick with my birkis.

3:36 PM

 
Blogger mireille said...

T, they ARE supposed to be comfy ... I'm waiting and hoping ... and thank you for the holiday wishes, sweetie.

8:16 PM

 
Blogger sarasotagirl said...

Oy. Aiiy.

If you're happy, then I'm happy.

(Disregard my grimace.)

10:22 AM

 
Blogger Cindra said...

They ARE comfy. Just weird looking. My husband, the toddler and I wear em' out. The teenager daughter and pre-teen son refuse. They really do feel like walking on marshmallows with just enough arch support...and people stare at you like you are wearing marshmallows on your feet too, but then, that's part of why I wear em'.

Hi, by the way. I came over here via Doug's blog.

9:55 PM

 
Blogger Doug said...

What a croc?

Rabbit, rabbit

(You'll explain this later?)

2:17 AM

 
Blogger AP3 said...

They are comfortable....

Rabbit, rabbit!

8:05 AM

 

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