Three summers ago, I saw the rubber clogs with holes in them for the first time, and I thought they looked comfortable, so I bought a pair. And then I bought another pair. By the following summer, my entire family had a pair of Crocs. We were officially Crocs dorks.

Now, it's time for reform.

I am not claiming to be the maven of footwear, and I am certainly not the first person to say this, but I think it's time to terminate Crocs -- and Crocs knock-offs -- for good. We are going to look back at this era and laugh that we actually wore these.

Fashionistas have condemned them for years, and I agree it's time to put Crocs where they belong: in the same outdated category as hair scrunchies and wind pants.

Agree?