Yesterday, I posted a photo of myself on Instagram giving a big hug to a tree with a pair of Birkenstocks and socks on…

No, I wasn’t wrapping my Birks and socks around the tree… But a 100+ comments later, most of which where just saying baaaarf, Birks and socks… Is there anything worse!?! I just wanted to say, hey listen, don’t hate me ‘cause I Birk.

No really, what could be bucolic than wearing pair of Birkenstocks with a nice pair of wool socks to go on a little autumn stroll in a park?

What? That doesn’t convince you?

Well, what do you think of this:

No really, what could be more 90s cool than wearing a pair of Birkenstocks with a nice pair of wool socks? Kate Moss circa 1990 loved it. Not to mention Phoebe Philo, who is pretty much single handedly responsible for the return of the Birk.

Still not convinced?

Okay, you just wait… One more:

Uhhhh… What’s more comfortable than a pair of Birks for my mangled feet after weeks in heels?

Does the end not justify the means? Okay. Nothing will convince you, I get it.

In any case, you can’t say I didn’t warn you, remember?

As for me, I’m just loving the Birks right now. And I love when fashion says I shouldn’t. You cracked me up on Instagram with your emoticons of tears and your shocked comments, “Nooooooon! Not Birkenstocks! Not YOU!!!” But now that I’ve explained where I’m coming from, aren’t you feeling the Birks and socks too… Aren’t you? Come on….

Okay… Laughing smiley face? Or crying smiley face?