I believe that every man should own at least one pair of shoes that his wife absolutely hates, and these are mine. I acquired these bad boys before a river trip with my wife that we go on every year with our best friends. Anyone who has ever been to the river knows just how bad those rocks can tear up your feet, and no one wants to walk on the hot concrete down to the river barefoot.

So instead of rocking those dorky aqua socks, I opted to go Crocs, knowing full well my wife would hate them. Why? Because it is every husbands duty to make their wives question why they fell in love with us. These shoes are the living embodiment of that. Trust me, these weren’t even the ugliest pair they had on the website I got from them, these are the ugliest they had in my size. Besides, I’m pretty sure if I ran into legendary chef and all around bad ass, Guy Fieri, he’d see these shoes and we would be instant best friends. Heck, I’d probably be named Assistant Mayor of Flavortown!

If I could, I’d own a pair for every day of the week AND have a “formal pair” for when we hit the town for some dinner and cocktails. But it’s hard enough to keep ONE pair of ugly shoes safe from her, let alone 7 more.