If red isn't your color, they come in a green Bowser edition too.
I weep for us all, and yet I have no tears left. If I did weep however, I hear Crocs handle puddles of water excellently.
On Saturdays they all hang out behind J. Crew and do lines of granola off the back of New Yorker magazines.
And by stinging, I mean writing angsty poetry about them.
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