Crocs. They’re innovative. They’re comfortable. They come in countless colors and styles (although tbh if you’re buying the Croc Cyprus IV Heel, do less). Most importantly, they were one of the many pairs of shoes accompanying me to my first year at Boston College. I felt no shame in this decision, as I’m a Minnesotan and, for the record, we wear Crocs there while still maintaining reputable senses of style—that’s right, we also wear white converse in the three warm months back home and Hunters and Bean Boots for all the other miserable months!! Lol Minnesota is cold, I get it. Come the first snowfall here in the ‘Nut, I will be asked by every non-Minnesotan if it’s colder back home. It will also be assumed that “This is no big deal to you, right?? Because there’s probably a blizzard going on back where you’re from??” As annoying as those questions may be after awhile, the acknowledgement of my home state is actually heart-warming. I’m advocating to keep both Crocs and Minnesota #relevant.
A lot of people I’ve befriended on campus asked me last year if it was difficult being so far away from home. Once I got over the original doubt of whether said students actually knew where Minnesota is on a map (the notion that certain students here have forgotten fifth grade geography lessons has been derived from personal experience, trust me), I realized that no, it isn’t very difficult to be out here in Boston because I encounter Minnesotan things on a daily basis. For instance, three of my fellow roommates are coincidentally from Minnesota. We have a flag hanging in our 8-man, although our other suitemates may have mixed feelings about it. I pronounce my vowels differently (appaaarently?? I toootally doon’t hear it but maaaybe I’m immune, ya know?). Additionally, I use words/phrases like “budging a line” for cutting a line, “sucker” for a lollypop, and most notoriously “pop” for soda. Funny story…the word “soda” *shudders while cranking out article* slipped out over Christmas break last year when I was at home ordering a refreshing beverage. WHAT ARE YOU EAST COASTERS DOING TO ME??!!?!? Of course, as a bit of a dork I can admit that discovering all of our dialectical differences fascinates me. Which of you New Yorkers decided that “on line” in place of the universal “in line” makes any sense at all? 99.9% of us use that phrase to refer to using the Internet to Netflix (sans chilling of course because we’re Jesuit!!), peruse ~super trill~ vines like this one, and pretend we aren’t trying to stretch a tight college student budget while we online shop. The reality is that giving each other a hard time for our various lingual quirks is bound to happen with so many states represented here at BC. In the case of the New Yorkers, it’s also just a necessary reaction. As a non-native New Yorker, Queen Bey would probably agree.
Even though wicked has shockingly not crept into my vocabulary after being at BC for a year, Boston has still culturally changed me in small ways for the better. I even decided to keep my Crocs at home this year. I just felt that there were better ways of defending my Minnesotan spirit, like Google-mapping my house to prove I don’t live on a farm/in the woods/on a private lake (as if they’re abundant or something jeeeez) as well as pretending to know all of my sports teams’ rosters.
While my Minnesota pride is still alive and thriving here on the Heights, I believe my decision to keep my Crocs back home shows the importance of individual growth and acceptance of new trends that develop**, excluding gross-ass gauchos because they can stay the f away from here.
**That being said, @GreggRibatt, if you’re in need of a Crocs spokesperson at Boston College, I can get those babies shipped out here in no time:~)