I love Crocs and I especially love the way they look. No, I'm not the inventor of these ingenious bits of footwear - I'm actually a middle-aged man who wears a suit to work, so I guess I'm the exact target audience you would expect to be poo-pooing Crocs as a gimmick, ugly, expensive and so on.
But I'm not. I love them. If I thought I could get away with wearing them to work I would. I have all the typical ailments - fallen arches, tendency to get corns from new shoes, distinctly average posture and a job that has me slumped in front of a computer most of the day. Wearing these little beauties seems to undo all that bad stuff. They're so light and comfortable and effortless to wear. I wear them as slippers, beach flip flops, driving shoes and pretty well anything I can get away with. I don't think they are expensive, I think they are genius and shame on the other shoddy copyists who bang out substandard fakes for a fiver - they may look the same, but they don't cushion your feet and improve your posture in the same way.
Every other pair of slippers, flip flops, trainers and pretty much any other footwear I have ever owned has always rubbed at first and needed breaking in. Blimey - I've got a pair of shoes I'm still slowly breaking in 2 years after I bought them. Not Crocs - put them on and away you go.
And yes, I really do love the way they look and I love the way people slyly eye them up. Secretly, I think everyone likes them, but the famous British whinging temperament means that anything universally successful has to be knocked.
I've gradually moved from black to lighter colours and I think this Summer will find me gracing the beaches in some bright yellow ones. Brilliant on the beach - rinse your feet in them in the sea as you leave the beach and you take no sand home at all. If you get them dirty, pop them in the washing machine...
Need I go on?