Hasta La Vista, Baby!
I got in my car this morning and it was 37 degrees Fahrenheit. I had my fuzzy pajama pants on, a hat, three jackets, some gloves, and a scarf on and I still managed to freeze on my way to and from my car. Do you know how disappointing it is for it to almost be March in Texas and not be a minimum of 60 degrees? It's almost as disappointing as the results of the election last year, but that's politics and I won't get into that. So now, as I sit here under multiple blankets writing this article, I am reminded that in a few, short weeks I will be flying "over the pond" to Europe! Where the weather may not be... significantly warmer, but it will be warmer than 37 degrees hopefully!
Why Crocs Need to Leave
As a child, I lived on an alpaca ranch with 24 different alpacas and llamas. At the time, I was a young girl and Hunter rain boots weren't appealing due to their significant lack of fun patterns. So instead of buying myself a decent pair of rain boots, I, or rather my parents, bought me a pair of Crocs. To be specific, they were bright, hot pink and we made sure to get the charms that you stuck to the top of the clogs in shapes ranging from flowers to hearts and everything in between. I became OBSESSED with the Crocs, along with the rest of my classmates. I distinctly remember my grade school squad and I getting matching swamp green Crocs and Shrek charms to go with them, mind you I was young and foolish. So why would someone with such fond memories of the iconic American brand, want to get rid of them? Because my friends, it has gone too far.