(Our post earlier today about Christian Dior’s $500 socks reminded us to continue updating our Fashion Police Glossary, explaining some of the terms used on the blog. We resume today, then, with the definition of a SOCK HORROR.)
A SOCK HORROR, it goes almost without saying, is some kind of sartorial disaster involving socks, tights, or some other form of hosiery.
It could be that the socks are kinda ugly, like Bebaroque’s fringed thigh-highs:
Or it could be that they’re a trifle alarming, like UpFactory’s Veins and arteries stockings:
It could be that they’re being worn with flip-flops:
No, we don’t care that you’re just popping out to the store, or that you don’t like the feel of the thong against your bare feet, flip-flops are not designed to be worn with socks, and never the twain shall meet.
Or it could simply be that they cost $400, which we would argue is a ridiculous price to pay for a pair of socks, no matter WHO designed them. (See also DAYLIGHT ROBBERY.)
(These ones are fairly pretty, though. As socks go.)