I regained control over my chaotic life one sock at a time. I stood in the entrance of my closet with a basket of socks and fought the tightness in my chest. Like my life, my closet was an ...

Until about a year ago, I spent a lot of time thinking about socks. I was always someone who liked fun socks. In middle and high school, I wore these every day; socks with peanut butter and jelly ...

Dear Eric: My husband of more than 20 years gives me slipper socks with grippy soles. I hate them! We live in a hot climate, so I have little use for them. They filled up my sock drawer and ...

Dear Eric: My husband of more than 20 years gives me slipper socks with grippy soles. I hate them! We live in a hot climate, so I have little use for them. They filled up my sock drawer and they ...

I'm in postwhore mode. So sue me. It's time for my (semi)annual Sock Pogrom, in which I purge myself of any sock showing the slightest deviation from "brand-new, never-worn." I work on my feet, on a ...