On Slippers, or Respectable Ways of Becoming Famous, by The Understander.
This post is so funny and it made my day! (read it first before reading my post, so you’ll understand more of what I’m talking about π )
I do agree with wearing slippers inside, though, for many of those instances. But slippers always come off as really annoying for me, because the bottom is flat and I don’t like it — I really like being able to move my feet around and not feel like I’m wearing something hard on my feet. Also, who wants to wear shoes on their feet at HOME?
However, when the weather does get too cold for walking around barefoot or my thin little ankle socks just aren’t cutting it, I usually turn to wearing my super-fuzzy reindeer slippers. π I’m 15, so perhaps I would fall the un-normal, ironically cute, silly, and slightly-a-bit-too-wacko syndrome category, and I’m obviously being too silly and wacko in real life, and am secretly (my friends sure won’t admit it) beingΒ ostracized by everyone I know and creep them all out. π (LOL THAT’S ACTUALLY PROBABLY TRUE HAHAHAHA -___-)
The problem for slippers with me is that I normally am preoccupied in my musings and profound thoughts about life, that I would accidentally kick them off somewhere, and never remember them until the next time my feet got cold, and then one would probably see a crazy girl with cold feet, ready to murder someone (think the Red Queen from Alice in Wonderland), screaming out in anger and frustration for her super-fuzzy reindeer slippers to heed her call and appear out of thin air onto her royal freezing feet, but never finding them ever again (“OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!”…oh dear). (That’s usually what happens.)
So for me, as much as I like my reindeer slippers, socks (for cool weather) and warm, long, fuzzy socks (for poor and miserable feet-murdering biting-cold weather) it is.