I like colorful socks. I don't know why, but they make me happy. You can wear jeans or a sharp looking suit, and a crazy pair of socks can make you "pop" in a sea of normality.
That's why I was sad to have to say goodbye to my favorite pair of socks. They weren't the "loudest" or most colorful pair I own, but they were my favorite.
My sister gave them to me as a gift a couple of years ago. I loved wearing them. They've been around the world with me, but now I've had to toss them in the trash.
Sounds stupid to be so attached to something you almost never see, unless you're sitting down, or someone across from you notices them. But to me, these socks were like a comfortable friend that brightened my day. Unfortunately the day has come to say "goodbye old friend."