Toxic sock syndrome: How the length of your socks came to say everything about you
It’s laundry day and my sock drawer is empty. Sort of. I do have one pair: my emergency trainer socks. I begrudgingly pull them on and leave the house, skulking behind the bushes in case a fellow Gen Z catches me with a naked ankle.
I’m overly self-conscious about my hosiery for one reason: according to, a person’s socks might say everything you need to know about them. It goes like this: if you wear no-show trainer socks, you are an avocado-eating millennial, and wearing them is basically a death knell for coolness. Those who wouldn’t be caught dead exposing their ankles in broad daylight are likely a cooler, long-sock-wearing member of Generation Z. Various videos on the internet have gone viral over this petty, over the age of 30, record themselves donning calf-high, bright white socks, and joke that they’re trying to keep up with the young.
