so I started with the Micheal J sox this morning...
and noticed their horrifying brilliance when I started putting on my shoes...
so I bopped up to the bedroom and yanked 'em...
(I don't even remember selecting them to put on in the first place...)
I grabbed a hamper of clean - as yet unfolded - clothes and found a handful of sox.
I picked out two matching sox and got sorted.
::::::::::::::::::::[ and I still managed to get it wrong ]:::::::::::::::::::::
I say again... I really should not be allowed to dress myself.
( in case it's not clear from the image... one is black... the other is rather less so... )