Showing posts with label crocs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crocs. Show all posts

5.07.2009

shoes. omg those shoes cost five hundred dollars.


this broad is a highrise bitch.


i honestly don't even know what to say. its like some industrial rivet head just confessed his love of swiss cheese to the world.


if only rollerskating could get hotter .



i'd really like to have a ballroom dancing mambo feel, but a more natural feel.

no, i said feel natural, not look natural...BRING ON THE GOLD LAME HALF SHOES.


i hate sandals so much. but i think the thing i hate more than sandals, is sandals pretending to be a small lapdog.

fuck i hate feet so much,
why can't we all just be sensible.

4.28.2009

4.23.2009


i mean, sure...this picture looks sweet.

how many people want to admit getting ready to go out took an hour, but the entire hour was spent lacing their sneaker pants.

you're wearing daytime feetie jammies, idiot.





actually lady gaga would probably wear these with a futuristic native american teepee top. figures.

4.09.2009

I HATE FLIP FLOPS.

I HATE MY BEVERAGES HAVING FLIP FLOPS.

4.02.2009

thanks sara...

VICTORY IS MINE.

BURN IN HELL FOUL SHOE.

A RUBBER HEEL WHICH EVOLVED FROM A FOAMY AIR-ATED GARDENING SHOE??? you've got to be kidding me. why don't we just use wood and live in china 770-476BC. FOOLS.

also, i just found these;

as convenient as these may be, im sure the cost of a dual magic shoe far outweighs paying for two separate entities of shoes, and anything which clicks in and out in a Heelys type manner...

is not convenient enough for me.

10.27.2008

merry early christmas to me i guess. hmm...
knowing my prior hate for crocs , found here (and as a sidenote, it makes me very happy that when searching 'jengillen crocs' my blog entry pops up first)
you can surely imagine the blind rage i went into last night at 2am when my dearest pal ali had fueled me with nothing but nightmares by sending me a link to these atrocities right before bed.

i'm sorry, pardon? i had to do a double take, because my eyes were crying out vomit at the sight of these.

why did the chicken cross the road? TO ESCAPE FROM THE CROCS GETTING TORN A NEW HOLE WHILE MAKING SNUFF FILMS WITH UGGS TO CREATE THE SPAWN OF SATAN MEANT FOR FEET.


why would you want to wear these?

okay, you can try to justify crocs, for comfort, and for breathability, while wearing your lululemons not for working out, nor your shoes for 'gardening'. but the cross over of rubber douche made shoes, past labour day, possibly with white pants and matching handbag, is absolutely infuriating. rubber wooly shapeless half leg encasements. you are essentially wrapping your feet in a million no-no's all in one.

for shame.

uggs, entirely stupid; they always change a darker shade always because theyve been made out of an absorbant material. WHY WOULD YOU THINK ADDING A RUBBER SUMMERTIME GARDENING SHOE TO THE BOTTOM SOLVE YOUR WINTER WOES.

these are officially an appetite suppresant.