...with argyle. It's a serious obsession. Even though I have about a dozen pairs of argyle socks, every time I see a pair in a store, I have tunnel vision and I can't think of anything else until I have a pair in my basket. I also have sweaters, a scarf, and now tights!
(I would say ignore the slippers, except, they clearly up my cool factor.)
I told my mom I kind of love them like one would a child. And I do.