God bless Vicky from Freebees PR. Her company’s the PR for Crocs SA and she’d been trying to convince me of their fabulousness for years, despite the fact that I repeatedly told her I’d sooner cut off my feet than slip them into a pair of plastic clogs. In fact, there was a time when she’d send me a press release for the brand and I’d respond with any snaps I could find on Google images of people vomiting in the street. (Yes, I’m a total dream to work with. All PRs, like, totally love me…)

Anyway, I’ve watched Crocs evolve over the years and slowly, ever so freakin slowly, they’ve morphed from le clog I associate with ER shift workers, chefs and people who can’t get laid into something that I… might… (oooh God, it’s so difficult to say…) actually wear! In fact, let me just come out and say it; I now own a pair of Crocs and I really, REALLY like them!

I attended a launch the other day, held at The Grand on the Beach, and got to get up close and personal with a couple of their new styles.

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While I still don’t love every Croc I see (some are still a bit too unfeminine or ‘plastiek’ for my liking), there are some that are ridiculously cute. And don’t get me started on the whole comfort thing… Every single Croc-wearer says the same bloody thing; ‘MAN, THEY’RE SOOO FRIKKEN COMFORTABLE…’ God! My eyes used to roll into the back of my head… But here’s the kicker… IT’S TRUE! I love how my li’l blue babies’ grip the ground as I walk. And their rubbery little soles put a bounce in my step. They make me feel like I could go for a run on the prom with them and I’m almost tempted to try it.

Crocs have also teamed up with Hank Hayden to create a golf range. I had no clue who he was but my golf freak boyfriend says he’s a ‘big deal’ ‘cos he coached Tiger Woods.

Anyway, it would seem there’s a limit to my Croc rocking… I picked up a pair of black rubbery thongs wondering if they’d be a good fit for summer and plonked myself onto a deck chair to try them on. Alas, the ‘chair’ was just a deck chair frame with a Crocs branded towel draped on it so I hit the ground HARD!

Clearly its God’s way of saying there’s only so much Croc I can handle. Still, I never thought I’d own and appreciate a pair of Crocs but as it turns out, I do. I really, really do.

If you’re a small-minded semi-snob like me, bound by preconceptions or an image of the nasty old model, stick your head into a Crocs shop and see what their new stuff looks like. You just might like something… and if you try it on, it’ll be game over ‘cos ‘MAN, THEY’RE SOOO FRIKKEN COMFORTABLE…’

Love, love

Leigh

P.S. There was a prize for the most ‘eye-catchingly’ dressed guest. There was no competition when Olivie Keck from House & Leisure rocked up in her eye-catching colourblock sequin jacket.