It used to be that you could choose any color shoes you wanted, so long as they were black and any color socks, so long as they were white. Easy times, those. Then Gianni gave me his White Ladies and all of a sudden my life was complicated.
First of all, the shoes were so beautifully white in their gleaming patent leather that only the whitest of white socks looked white enough. Wear them twice and into the “rain sock” pile they went. The real “rain socks” were even worse, because they were actually dingy and I simply couldn’t deal with the contrast. So then I started wearing black socks in bad weather. Fortunately, white shoes with black socks looks much better than you’d think, although it looks worse than white on white or black on white.
So then I was changing sock color depending on the weather.
The great thing about a pair of White Ladies with white socks is it turns the foot/ankle into a single visual unit, almost like a perpetual pair of overshoes, and everyone knows overshoes always look rad. Very good for motivation when the V-Bank is running a little low on funds.
Then I got my custom orange Bonts, and things really became a mess. Somehow, the extra orange means I have to match my socks to my jersey, otherwise it all looks out of balance; white socks with the Witte jersey, and black socks with the Zwarte jersey. Which is practical because I always wear black in the rain.
But what about that perpetual overshoe look for which I’ve declared my undying love? Orange socks and orange shoes, is it too much? Apparently the answer to that question depends on my mood and how tan my guns are, because I really dug it yesterday but some days I can’t take it because it might be a tad too fluoro. Except I’m kind of liking fluoro again.
So now I’m matching my socks to my jersey unless I match them to my shoes. To make matters worse, my socks are a bit long, I’m afraid. But with my tan line in full swing, I’m committed to the length for the remainder of the season at least. At which point I’ll probably like the sock length.
Somebody call a doctor.
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@chris
It's the other direction that has me concerned.
@Owen
More simple than that: I don't like hearing the elastic crack when I roll the bibs up over my thighs (smiling emoticon).
@tessar
That is some heavily ingrained Rules compliance in that woman.
@Teocalli
Can we make an exception for argyle? Because that's just fun.
@Owen
@chris
There is so much wrong in this post, I don't know where to start.
@frank
I'm struggling to see what's wrong with the first line? Nice pair of dark grey socks, black brogue boots worn with a suit. Perfect winter kit.
The second line might be a little bit iffy but it's fairly tame compared with the descriptions of folk being interrupted whilst clad only in leg warmers or Mrs ChrisO's deflation of his long awaited conjugal.
@frank
Too late. Already wore them to work.
@Owen
@chris
You're making it worse. Brogue boots? If you must go brogue (oxfords, not brogues) then at least keep it low. And wear fucking dress socks; DeFeet wool socks with a suit? FFS.
And conjugal visits notwithstanding, socks to bed for any gender is just inexcusable.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AqZcYPEszN8
@Owen
Considering you're wearing what appears to be shorts and sneakers to work, I think you're OK wearing whatever fucking socks you want.
I thought you meant argyle on the bike.