A Letter of Apology

My dearest friends,

It is with a humble and contrite heart that I must offer an apology to you all. You’ve heard of judging a book by its cover?  Well I am guilty of judging a shoe before trying it on.  Trust me when I tell you, my head is bowed in shame.

There’s more.

I am also sorry for all of the unclean thoughts I have had towards people who wear Crocs; people whom I’ve secretly accused of committing serious fashion faux pas.  I had no right to judge you without walking a mile in your shoes.  Literally.

You see, I have always been a form over function type person.  In other words, the way something looks is more important to me than how well it functions.  Form over function my friends, form over function.  This has always been an issue in our home because Steve and I are polar opposites.  He is a function over form kind of a guy.  He doesn’t care how something looks.  If it works well, it is beautiful in his eyes.  Take a couch for example.  I don’t care if it is the most comfortable couch you have ever had the pleasure of sitting upon, if it doesn’t match my living room decor, it doesn’t stay.  Not the case with Steve.  He shops for couches with eyes closed, relying solely on feedback from his derrière.  I suppose there are upsides to the way he approaches life.  For one, he’s not faced with the predicament I now find myself in.

Fear and fret not friends, for there is hope.  God, in His infinite grace, has allowed me to walk boldly out of my closet with these on my feet:

And yes, yes they are.  They are Crocs!  I never thought the day would come when I would actually own what I have called (in the past mind you - let’s let bygones be bygones) the ugliest shoes known to man.  And let me tell you, had I taken the time to actually slip my foot into one, and experience the massage generated from all of that rubbery goodness, I would not have become the naysayer some know me as today.

So again, to all of you Croc lovers out there - my deepest sympathies have turned into my sincerest apologies.  I am so sorry for judging the Croc based solely on the way it looks.  Because my word, this is the most comfortable shoe I have ever worn.  Ever.  And I’ve worn a lot of shoes.

Since I am baring my deepest emotions here, I feel I should be honest with you.  While I did buy an official pair of Crocs, and while I will no longer secretly laugh at people who actually leave the house wearing Crocs, I am not quite ready to buy a pair of the original style of Crocs.  No, I’m taking baby steps on this one and will stick with what I call my “cute Crocs.”

I hope you can forgive me.