How I turned into a person who wears Crocs

I’ve turned into a person who wears Crocs.

I’ve turned into a person who wears Crocs after vowing that I’d never wear Crocs.

For years, my husband and I were aligned on this. When the kids were little, he was very anti-Crocs. I once suggested that child-sized Crocs were just tiny enough to be cute. He was a hard no.

I wouldn’t describe adult-sized crocs as what’s the word? Attractive. So I didn’t take on Crocs as a cause. We were a non-Crocs-wearing family and I was okay with that.

Fast-forward to last fall, when suddenly, my husband declared that Crocs were back.

Now I had an issue. “How can Crocs be back,” I asked, “when according to you, they were never in?”

I don’t think he ever answered the question directly, which is typical. My husband is very fashion-forward and has more shoes than I do. His entire Instagram is shoes. So he stood firm (in his white Crocs) and continued to live by his number one rule of style: If you wear it, own it.

So I took my case to Instagram:

83% of you agreed that Crocs aren’t cool, and I appreciated the support and validation. But recently I had a change of heart.

It didn’t help that my three children also joined Team Crocs, and with great enthusiasm. They’re making up for lost time, I guess, for all those years that we deprived them of Crocs.

Then, on Christmas morning, Shawn and the kids gifted me with a light blue pair. To my surprise, I wasn’t mad about it. I didn’t rush to wear them, but over the next couple of months I started to slip them on more frequently, mostly to step outside and check the mail.

On a recent spring break trip, I packed my Crocs. I wore them to the pool.

Felt cute. Might delete later.

A couple of days later, while strolling Duval Street in Key West, my son Blake led us directly to Crocs store.

A whole store? If someone owns one pair of Crocs, why would they need more?

In the end, the Jibbitz officially won me over.

Why I love Crocs.

My complaint in general about Crocs is that they are wide and my feet are skinny, so I look like I’m wearing flippers. But that’s also exactly the reason that I’ve grown to love them:

Crocs are a vibe. Crocs aren’t asking for acceptance. Crocs know who they are and they own it.

Crocs are great for slipping on and off—a quick run to the grocery store and moving quickly through airport security. I love to wear them with shorts or joggers.

Crocs are comfortable. I love a good sneaker, but Crocs also offer (less sweaty) support on warm days when you have a lot of walking to do.

Crocs are a great alternative to the flip-flop. I love my flip-flops, but they aren’t great for your feet. Crocs are perfect for the beach, pool, and walking around in light rain on warm days. Bonus: You’ll never stub your toe in Crocs.

Crocs are fun, especially when shared. I’m glad that my family dragged me in.

But Crocs with socks? I’m still not there yet.