Every wardrobe has them...

..those things you KNOW you ought to chuck out.
I got these crocs in Boston (MA, USA) when I was pregnant with Littlest One, 5 years ago. I LOVED them, lived in them for 6 months straight.
They're officially relegated to the "pop to the garage, put the washing on the line" type shoes for bad weather. But I keep sneaking them on still at the moment.
Bad.