Despite them being in an array of delightful patterns, colours,
lengths and imaginings for absolute yonks,
I truly thought socks to be insipid and generally uninspiring things of this world.
But then! A pair of Gorman socks were gifted to me from my lovely
tea-and-Gorman lovin' buddies from work - and my world was suddenly filled
with the most lovely prospect: I. can. own. pretty. socks.
images: (the origins and delightful creators of these images have unfortunately been lost amongst reblog after reblog on tumblr and such :( but here-ee-oh they are where I found them!)