keeping it totes suburban, part 1

Right, so those of you who read yesterday's post will be well aware that I like to keep things just a little bit Suburban around here.  Especially when it comes to fashion.  And although I'm hardcore into shopping, dressing for comfort and spotting a good bargain, there is something that you will never, ever find me buying and/or wearing. 

Yes, I'm talking Crocs people.

do they?  really? 

Now in my humble opinion, Crocs should only ever be worn in one of two situations.

1.  You live on a farm and need a pair of shoes that you can slip on when you need to milk the cows/muck out the chook pen/feed the horses/whatever the hell it is you outdoorsy people do.

2.  You're a toddler.  Because let's face it, parents of toddlers are worn out every single day with the tantrums, the smeared yoghurt that seems to get everywhere and the non stop whining.  They do not need to be faffing about with shoelaces when they're trying the get the kids out the door so they can get to work, the shops and/or the pub on time.  Or maybe that was just me.

Anyho, this weekend I'm off to re-live my youth and well, it's been raining on and off all week and I've been quietly freaking out that I may need to purchase a pair of gumboots to survive the slippery slopes of the Green....

Mel, if you're reading this, remember seeing Noiseworks at The Ekka with me in 1989?  Good times.

So yesterday was spent tearing around my local Target and Kmart in an effort to find some reasonably priced, mildly attractive gumboots which btw IS MISSION EFFING IMPOSSIBLE. I knew I'd hit a Low Point when I took a coffee break, googled 'gumboots' and got a bit excited when I found these....

and yes, they're crocs.

I know.  

I don't know who the hell I am anymore either.

But just as my coffee arrived I remembered my mantra.

My little saying that I like to trot out whenever the subject of crocs comes up in conversation with friends, which strangely enough is more often than you'd think.

And then, as if they knew I was about to commit the ultimate Shopping Sin, the shopping gods smiled sweetly down on me and lead me to these little beauties...

70 bucks on sale.

At that price I think it's safe to say that they might be Pleather (you know, Plastic Leather) and yes, they're a very wide cut boot.  Because despite my petite frame (ha!) I've got calves that could rival a Bulgarian Weightlifter.  

How about you?

Do crocs revolt you or are you hardcore into them?

Discuss...