Yeah, I'm going there.
A while ago, Crocs gave me this pair of Springy ballet flats.
I'm gonna spare you the blah-blah and cut to the chase:
Those little beady things you see in the insoles? They're like a million little masseuses giving you a foot rub. Constantly.
Plus, all my male friends, when asked, they replied something along the lines of "they're not *that* bad afterall" or "they don't look like Crocs at all". Some design-obsessed ones even sang praises for the quirky-yet-functional design.
So there you go. This summer you might bumb into me wearing Crocs. Be gentle.