I have been informed, multiple times, that sandals over socks are a revolting and unforgivable fashion sin. The word has come in grooming-advice columns and in conversation. In every case it has come from a woman — in a couple of cases a woman with whom I was intimate. There are apparently no exceptions to this rule.
Here’s the problem: That combination is incredibly comfortable. Some of us, losers in the genetic lottery I suppose, have hot, sweaty feet. I hate shoes and wear sandals for as much of the year as I can.
By the way, my current pair (by Ecco) are wearing out; any recommendations? I need tough, comfy, and good-looking enough to wear to meetings — i.e. no high-tech black plastic. But I digress.
If your feet are naturally hot-’n’-sweaty, they get that way even in sandals sometimes; say if you’re walking around Melbourne all day or sitting in a hot airplane across the Pacific. For these situations, the combination of the sandal, which lets the air in, and the sock, which wicks the perspiration away from your skin, is entirely perfect.
But, because The Women of the World, the evidence suggests, would have it otherwise, I sacrifice that extra bit of comfort. Just another fashion victim. Well, except on those transoceanic flights; In the air, nobody knows what’s on your feet.