When it's 'okay'

Here on UZ we like to ask a whole lotta questions, and I mean a whole lotta. The Question Marks prove to be never ending in a formidable state of the perpetual motions posed by none other than Newton himself. This leads to the ultimate of ultimate questions posed in fashions as to the abstract limits to their extravagance. Deduction: When is it 'okay'?  To which I reply a peculiar, "It's always not never not 'okay'.

Are we understood?

Truthfully I only hope to to inquire upon the revival of the sock and sandal movement provided as iconic in the general wears of Amusement Park Fathers and Prada. While I do admit to claiming trend once before, I hope to serve you a more keen perception of it's unconventional and seemingly inappropiate nature in the avenging months of profound humidity and the fantastic of waterborne adventure.

Essentially why do shit while it remains a given when we can re-imagine our own deceptive boundaries in the sweet name of unconventionality. Therefore, the sock-on-sandal complex will never be 'okay', yet will always be O.K.

We cool?–false hype, because your extremities will be friggen scorched when you sport these socked sandals...

I swear.