The Merits of Argyle

As the sun bursts forth onto each new day, I learn something new about Taiwan, and more particularly myself. Of late, I have admitted defeat to the inevitable domestification of my life, and tried to embrace it. For instance, argyle. Had you asked me a year ago if I knew what argyle was, I would have responded with a shrug and guessed it was some sort of frustrated medieval creature, but now the multi-colored diamond pattern has entered my life for good. Why you ask? Because one pair of socks will match all 8 articles of clothing I have in Taipei, the pattern never looks dirty and argyle seems to just make one look more professional. Perhaps there should be a warning label on all articles argyle, to ward off demon children and keep argyle in posession of the professional. Argyle: May Cause Maturity.