I have had this pair of work socks for a couple of months now. This time, I wear them around the house for a couple of hours, before sitting down to relax and to show them off. I don't chat with you, but put My socked feet in front of your face. I smile or look at you sweetly. I fuss with the socks, pulling off my stray hairs they have picked up off the floor. I sit back and smile at you, wiggle my toes, cross my feet.