Whole new world.

Perhaps a little odd, but I have just uncovered a whole new category of socks wearers. The trim on these beauties is spectacular, and quite the height too!

Baby blue.

Function over fashion with this one up, one down cycle friendly two of a kind. Quite the spring colour - if a little mermaid.

Rusty illegal.

Despite the fact this yellow reminds me of 'BROWN OWL' shrieks, paired with burgundy and grey they demonstrate a fine match for the current seasonal cusp - well done Anna Mojab.

Black.

There are no two ways about it - this pair mean business.
Not my favourite colour as many of you know (www.nothingbutnavyshop.com) but I will let it slide just this once. The power of three (black trousers, black socks, black shoes) very conventional, but it does look smart.

Dusty illegal.

Friends that know me know that I've got a penchant for dust - this marl pair compliment those well-worn Oxfords no end.

SNAP with socks.

Sometimes when two adult males have worked together for over a year strange things start to happen... sock snap is just one of them. (Or they both went to Marks and Spencers at the same time!)

Quite the pose.

Don't tell NBN (www.nothingbutnavyshop.com) but if I had to pick a favourite colour for socks it would be red. This welcome pair demonstrate sock confidence without exception.

Frosty the snowman.

This icy pair... so cool.

Vaporetto.

It is september, it is sunny, it is sacrament to wear socks and sandals.

Cindys socks.

A special treat from Venice Bienalle, proud pairs.

Lunch-time at Science.

This dusty pair turned up and started wearing purple (together).

Primary.

'Borrowed' socks apparently. Perfectly patterned, co-ordinated well and available in blue. TOTAL WINNER.

Tube Sock Two.

Post footie festival lad? Keep it up boy.

Black and White.

These fresh tube socks have clearly been laundered separately. Additionally - they demonstrate fantastic height and calf coverage.

Legs and Laces.

Peeping sock classics of leather plus fine cable knitwear. Sunday standards, enough said.

Glastonbury favourite.

These bees really stood out in the muddy crowd - assured height, a confident fold down and a well practiced stride. Buzz.

Seated summers.

Um-bro... How do you keep your socks so fresh?


There is simply no hope for some sockers. Not only was this photograph taken on a Wednesday where on earth was Mondays significant other? Poor pair.

Pardon me pastel.

Baby blue working wonders on a rainy day.

Familiar face.

It's difficult to go wrong with a peeking red pair, a Sockstop 'yes' again and again.

Carrots.

This pair really brighten up Mr. Sunday Athletics' faded accompaniments. And as for orange again so soon... I couldn't believe it either!

Club tropicana.

Not every sock goer is as subtle as the last - fruity.

Hospital sock.

There must come a time when coherent sock to trouser decisions develop into a necessity... this forest green match is quite the example.

Archive discovery.

A confident height and sandal-socking win [well done mum].

Cashmere canal.

Socks on the Shroppy... and a Lion bar inspired colour direction?

Found.

Finding the time for socks has been difficult of late, but amongst the long grass this pair of amber triumphs came to light. A spring awakening, more socks please.

Long time no sock.

Until I saw these beauties I had almost forgotten what day it was... if only these had the month on them too!

Socks at the Circus.

Double-socking a place in the gallery! Alarmingly visual coverage and tonal combination.

A self confessed stepfather sock steal. Smooth rib slouch to casual turn-up, a fine example of countryside chic.

Well I never.

Double socking has never been so outlandish - a rare treat to see this puzzled pair worn shoulder to shoulder. (And, you know what else....? His other sock was a navy.)

Pair 3 of 5 from a multipack.

Boy with a routine; first on, last off.

TFL.

This golden duo + sharp fold = bitter success.

Intelligent olive twill + sap ribbed blend = a favourable view.

Last night at the Woolpack...

This pair, totally unexpected. Turkey red is that you?

I spy.

Cotton vs cotton = snowdrop, what a successful combination.

January coverage.

Rapid morning sock decisions led to an asymmetric finish creating a series of irregular bands. A handsome pair mind, they can pull it off.

Last of the Season.

This fine spotted pair offer a final nod to Christmas spirit. Worn well with a winter clog presenting complimentary texture and scale.

Christmas for Claire.

She longed for an assortment of duly classics but sadly received this pair of lurkers instead... straight to the sock-bin, thank you.

Snow Man.

There is little worse than a cold ankle - a double tuck helps to prevent this. Strong poise.

Start wearing purple.

Rib and roll with these lilac additions- straight top to the left [inside out] and pique on the right.

Thermal Vision.

A practical man complete with stripes, banding and a contrast toe cap.

Gondola ride in the snow anyone?

I've referenced Cat in the Hat before... but if Dr. Suess could see this now I'm sure he would clarify that Christmas had indeed arrived early. A striped wonderland / a visual ideal.

Waiting for a walk.

My toes lucked out on these red cables. Off we go then Walt!

Outré.

It is anticipated that just like this pair of leathery favourites - these socks have never quite made it out of the house. A ten for effort and a ten for attention.

Reason for the Season.

It's only the sixth day of advent and already we've got these festives on the calendar. A nylon ribbed fold, smooth turn-up and pipe to sock match. Santa on the street [part one].

Doubling up.

Lining these decorative allures with some black cotton casuals enables twice the warmth with minimum sock-spoil. Well done Celia.

Red.

There's nothing quite like a wall to sock match. Good old chino's and a scarlet pair - we've seen this one before and I'm sure we'll meet again.

Christmas is coming.

NB. Putting ones feet up in the office is never to be encouraged... Nonetheless - a darling pair of yuletide angoras.