I have a middle-class American white boy penchant for matching my clothes. I’ve always done this. Mom encouraged it, conforming encouraged it and my wife encouraged it.
I was dismayed how easily I matched today in shades of gray and white – walking shorts, sweatshirt, shirt, shoes. Jaysus. Initiating a minor rebellion, I wore mis-matched socks: one is white, and the other is dark gray. Individually, each matches the ensemble, but not each other.
My choice pleased me but I admit to feeling a little askew. Then I wondered, who is going to notice this?
It’s been an hour. I walked half a mile, entered the coffee shop, visited with some friends, ordered my coffee, and bantered with the barista. Nobody has noticed my socks – or if they did, they didn’t comment on them.
I’m such a rebel.
Michael Seidel, writer 
I often wear mismatched socks, and on purpose, too. I even have a pair that I call my ‘Nightmare before Christmas’ socks…one has snowmen on the sock, the other has Halloween themed items (vampires, ghosts, etc.). They used to have mates, but each had a mate with a worn out toe and I combined them. No one ever notices, but I like the idea of being a rebel more. ~nan
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MISMATCHED! Drat, I used the wrong word.
Love those socks you describe. I do have pairs like that, where one sock survived and has found a new partner, whose partner has also passed on. They’re usually ‘close enough’ that nobody notices, or remain too polite to comment! Thanks, nan!
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One of our best salesmen wears the most outrageous socks. Not only are the socks loud, but he never matches them to each other. Calls them his “power socks”.
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Yes, first there were power ties, and then there were power socks. I wore power ties, back in my marketing days. Never felt like they offered much. But this sock thing felt freeing. It reminded me of when I was a teenager, and stopped wearing underwear.
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