My husband Russ and a 15-year-old male relative (whose name I will not use to save him unmitigated embarrassment) have something in common: they both sweat easily and profusely, especially on their feet. The result is that no one wants to be near them when their socks are first removed.

Enter them being my guinea pig subjects for new socks on the market that claim to be the world’s best odorless socks. Full Read the rest of this entry »

Advertisements