why?
have spent a ridiculously busy week in singapore, mostly eating and spending time with people i haven't seen in awhile. despite the catch-up fatigue (what i call the condition when you retell the same stories to different people so many times that you can do it on autopilot) and the horrific weather, it's been good.
especially the food, glorious food! particularly memorable was the night at chomp chomp i spent with justin. we had:
char kway teow (extra ham1)
fried hokkien mee
BBQ chicken wings
or lua (which justin has decided would be his last meal if he were on death row. i'm still deciding between or lua and sambal kangkong/stingray)
massive jugs of sugarcane juice.
haha everyone who's still on other continents (jo, sheryl and karen this means you), i know your mouths just filled with saliva!
But for all the good things about singapore that i am enjoying at the moment, there is one thing that bothers me. I didn't use to feel this way, but it's probably because i never really noticed this phenomenon 10 months ago. Now tho, it's like i can't escape from it - everywhere i go, it's taunting me. and i really cannot take it anymore. ladies and gentlemen, i give you the regrettable trend that is the croc
it is almost frightening how ubiquitous this (i hesitate to use this word for an item of clothing that posseses none, but) style of shoe has become. i spot them at least twice a day, on little kids to grown men, who really should have more shame.
I just don't get them. for one, they're so ridiculously ugly. like, i've never actually seen a more unflattering silhouette created by footwear EVER. there's the construction-workeresque loafer front, complemented by the random slingback at the end. i can't believe anyone could actually think that a shoe in a style that can only with considerable generosity be described as merely "clunky"; in a style men have ever only worn for protection against extreme weather, could be thought of by ANYONE - no matter how beng - as stylish.
so maybe it's for utility. it's a hardcore plastic (!!) material, with a thick steady platform. but people, there are HOLES (holes which you observe are situated right at the area where the foot is in direct contact, save the shoe, with soil and dirt etc). and it's a SLINGBACK. the shoe will let water and mud in! it protects NOTHING from the rain? so why?
maybe comfort then? they seem like sturdy slip-ons...none of those blisters and stuff. but make no mistake: comfort shoes are unobstrusive sandals, usually in sedate colours that are meant to blend into the background. but these crocs, they come only in bright pink, bright yellow, bright green, bright blue, bright orange etc - colours which are meant to attract attention, and announce to the world loud and proud that yes, i love my crocs. and the people i have seen wear these abominations (including a sad, sad boy who matched his bright yellow t-shirt to his bright yellow crocs, accentuated by rolled-up jeans to better display said crocs) seem to actually revel in this, blissfully unaware that what they are actually announcing is yes, i am a fashion victim.
so, to recap: crocs are from satan and they must be stopped.
i hate them so much that i have in fact added them to the list. that's right, the list. i give you:
friends don't let friends wear....
1. ponchos
2. tights with open-toe shoes
3. crocs
so if anyone who's reading this owns a pair of crocs, please never reveal this fact to me. because if you do, or WORSE, wear them IN FRONT OF ME, the friendship is so over.
especially the food, glorious food! particularly memorable was the night at chomp chomp i spent with justin. we had:
char kway teow (extra ham1)
fried hokkien mee
BBQ chicken wings
or lua (which justin has decided would be his last meal if he were on death row. i'm still deciding between or lua and sambal kangkong/stingray)
massive jugs of sugarcane juice.
haha everyone who's still on other continents (jo, sheryl and karen this means you), i know your mouths just filled with saliva!
But for all the good things about singapore that i am enjoying at the moment, there is one thing that bothers me. I didn't use to feel this way, but it's probably because i never really noticed this phenomenon 10 months ago. Now tho, it's like i can't escape from it - everywhere i go, it's taunting me. and i really cannot take it anymore. ladies and gentlemen, i give you the regrettable trend that is the croc
it is almost frightening how ubiquitous this (i hesitate to use this word for an item of clothing that posseses none, but) style of shoe has become. i spot them at least twice a day, on little kids to grown men, who really should have more shame.
I just don't get them. for one, they're so ridiculously ugly. like, i've never actually seen a more unflattering silhouette created by footwear EVER. there's the construction-workeresque loafer front, complemented by the random slingback at the end. i can't believe anyone could actually think that a shoe in a style that can only with considerable generosity be described as merely "clunky"; in a style men have ever only worn for protection against extreme weather, could be thought of by ANYONE - no matter how beng - as stylish.
so maybe it's for utility. it's a hardcore plastic (!!) material, with a thick steady platform. but people, there are HOLES (holes which you observe are situated right at the area where the foot is in direct contact, save the shoe, with soil and dirt etc). and it's a SLINGBACK. the shoe will let water and mud in! it protects NOTHING from the rain? so why?
maybe comfort then? they seem like sturdy slip-ons...none of those blisters and stuff. but make no mistake: comfort shoes are unobstrusive sandals, usually in sedate colours that are meant to blend into the background. but these crocs, they come only in bright pink, bright yellow, bright green, bright blue, bright orange etc - colours which are meant to attract attention, and announce to the world loud and proud that yes, i love my crocs. and the people i have seen wear these abominations (including a sad, sad boy who matched his bright yellow t-shirt to his bright yellow crocs, accentuated by rolled-up jeans to better display said crocs) seem to actually revel in this, blissfully unaware that what they are actually announcing is yes, i am a fashion victim.
so, to recap: crocs are from satan and they must be stopped.
i hate them so much that i have in fact added them to the list. that's right, the list. i give you:
friends don't let friends wear....
1. ponchos
2. tights with open-toe shoes
3. crocs
so if anyone who's reading this owns a pair of crocs, please never reveal this fact to me. because if you do, or WORSE, wear them IN FRONT OF ME, the friendship is so over.
