SOCKS and sandals. It’s a cardinal style sin. Or so we are told.
Of course some people deem themselves exempt from this rule, but nine times out of ten said people come off looking rather silly.
A difficult style conundrum presented itself while out shoe shopping last week.
The object of desire was a new summer shoe.
Many pairs were scouted and tried on – but how do you break them in without enduring blisters if you opt to be sock-less?
I should clarify at this point it was my two-year-old who was shopping, not me.
The most delightful Spider-Man sandals were selected – so sure in his choice the old shoes were tossed aside and the sole of his foot had to be scanned at the check-out.
Telling myself toddlers are exempt from any style rules we impose on ourselves I shook off silly notions that I should strip him of his socks while the air is still on the chilly side.
With every passer-by admiring Gabe’s feet I felt comforted that the sock sanction didn’t apply. Until a few days later as we gallop around the grass one sunny morning I finally understood where the rule came from.
The style myth has evolved from the fact you don’t want soggy socks in Spring.
So please, no socks and sandals.
I have a style crush on an incredible Edinburgh talent. Karen Mabon is an accessories designer with sass, her latest scarves have humour with a side of chic. If you haven’t come across her, I urge
you to get familiar with her