[A repeat from April 2, 2017] Over the years, my feet have become increasingly unhappy. I won’t bore you with the pathology of my paws but suffice to say I have grumpy feet.  But I walk.  Wear shoes.  And I wear socks.  

In my post of November 14, 2013, I lamented the challenge in pulling open my sock drawer.  If you want some captivating reading, check it out . . . .  My sock drawer has improved but the colors remained lackluster.  That is until last Christmas.  

My granddaughters presented me with 6 pair of colorful “Happy Socks” (I wear them as I write).  Eve and Elin are aware that Popi’s feet need help.  So they concluded that Happy Socks might be just the ticket.  

Happy Socks is a brand – started in 2008 by two Swedes – Viktor Tell and Mikael Söderlindh.   They wanted to build a brand that would be a “breath of fresh air” for one’s attire.  Judging by my sock drawer upgrade – they have succeeded.  My Happy Socks provide a rainbow of color that inspire my feet into a more cheerful mood.   According to the London Evening Standard, Happy Socks are known for their “bold, colourful designs [which] tread precariously close to garish.”  

I now wear Happy Socks all the time.  Next time I wear my tux, I will likely be wearing socks that look like a Jackson Pollock painting.

Afterword: The last time I wore a tuxedo was March 6, 2020 – just before the pandemic exploded. And – yes – I was wearing Happy Socks.