Recently, Tom Gunn from Project Runway was on The Tonight Show with Conan O’brien and he said that the one fashion craze he does not understand is Crocs. He said that he understands that they are comfortable but that nothing can excuse how they look, “like a plastic hoof.” First of all, that is true. I admit that for a split second when I put on my Crocs, I know 
that under no circumstances should I leave the house looking like this, but I can’t help it.
Crocs are like walking on clouds. So soft, so happy.
And like drug addicts, we Croc-wearers enable each other. Every time I see someone else wearing Crocs, it just supports and encourages my addiction to comfortable yet ugly footwear. I don’t like the crazy colors- I have the khaki color. But I understand why people where them- the reds, blues, yellows and the other crazy nutty colors. They have personality and they’re flashy- they’re big, bright, ugly and comfy and they’re proud of it. Maybe that is what I love about Crocs- they don’t try to be something they aren’t. Like how heals try to act like they aren’t torture devices and ballet flats try to act like they aren’t 
compensating for not having heals and simultaneously ruining the bottom hem of your nice pants.
I love Crocs because they don’t ask anything of me- no upkeep, no conditions, no standards and no matching needed. But I do also wear their variation-on-the-Croc. I have the Mary Janes- they aren’t as comfy as they look unfortunately and ever since I fell in them and popped an ankle, we’ve been having issues. But I also have the boots. Yes, Crocs made boots and I don’t mind saying that I did not take them off all winter- and I want them this year in every color.
So, Tom Gunn, you think you’re so cool in your pin-stripe suits and slicked back hair, get off our backs! I never asked for your 
fashion advice- but if I ever find myself wearing a size 1 and strutting down the runway, (read, never) I’ll be sure to do so. Not all of us can be lucky enough to be married to Seal and weighing 100 lbs at 
the age of 40 after 3 kids. Some of us are every-woman. And we work hard, we play hard, we exercise in order to justify the tiniest rice cake snack. So, don’t shame us out of wearing our Crocs to the supermarket on Sundays. Popular culture and the need to be skinny have taken away our comfort food- don’t let it take away our comfort shoes, too!
