As a proud owner of two feet, nothing delights me more than clothing them with a pair of silly socks. This clothing item is under-appreciated and misunderstood: let this be my manifesto for the funky sock. As an awkwardly tall man, the inches-high gulf between the bottom of every pair of trousers I own and the tops of my shoes is a fact of life I’ve had to accept.
So, I’ve learnt to fill this strange space with the best, funkiest socks on the market. Unlike the stereotype, I’m always overjoyed to receive a new pair of socks and my friends and family have become accustomed to this. Last year, the same friend gave me socks for my birthday and Secret Santa – occasions only a few months apart.
In socks lies a world of possibilities. The funky sock can fit in any wardrobe, whether your style is or . “What’s more ‘dark academia’ than the funky sock?” Above all else, socks are fun.
From the street to the lecture hall, every young adult must act as a catwalk model simply to fit in. Our age’s obsession with dressing to trends, dressing to type, is ultimately not a mode of playful self-expression but a sombre act of conformity. Nothing can cut through this self-conscious seriousness like a funky sock peeking out from underneath your trouser cuff.
This inch-tall space above the shoe is the sole feature of one’s outfit which remains free, unrestricted by norms and trends. So, cover it with bright pink koalas, comic-book characters or the flags of a country you’ve .
