Whither Purple Hosiery?
I live in Santa Barbara, California. It's Spring. And yet: nowhere can I find purple socks. That's just wrong, in so many ways.
Purple socks, for those readers uninitiated in the stylistic ways of Me, are an essential. They are a flash of color at the ankle. They perk up a pair of black jeans. They are even literal representation of being somewhat lavender in the loafers. I used to have two pairs, that I picked up from Macy's in the dead of winter. One set in a paler sort of plum, one in more of a lilac. I've misplaced one lilac sock, so now I have one and a half pairs, which is most unsatisfactory as I still have two feet.
Macy's no longer has any. Men's Wearhouse--bastion of ordinary clothing--doesn't have them. Abercrombie and Fitch, apparently, has no socks at all. I will be reduced to searching online for them.
However: this has some benefits, as it is quite possible that I will be able to find more fabulous purple socks virtually than I would hoofing it from store to store downtown.
Socks are key.
The fact that I can't find them here, in April, no less, remains a travesty.
LATER:
Success! Two pairs purple, one pair lavender, one pair "bright eggplant."
