I love socks, although as soon as summer is here I like free, naked feet too.
I seem to have two settings, temperature of the sun or ice cold. And it’s that latter setting where socks change my life. Icy toes make me grumpy, a warm and toasty Bee is a happy Bee.
Day to day socks, I like colours on my feet, maybe it’s a way of expressing my queerness. Then I have fluffy socks I go to bed in, if my feet are cold then I can’t sleep and the Keeper tells me I’m not allowed to warm them up on him! But it’s rare they stay on all night, once I’ve warmed up then I kick them off.
But my favourite socks of all are my knee length socks. Not only are they great to wear under other clothes to add layers in winter (they made winter commutes far more bearable) but they also look cute and sexy as hell.