Sometimes I really do think that fashion is trolling us. Example? The Stan Smith Adidas phenomenon. Never am I so delighted as when something which I already own becomes the height of fashion. Today I actually smiled to myself when I dove under my bed to dig these out.
I bought them circa 2005 mostly because my roommate in London had them and he was notoriously tough on shoes (and well . . . everything else material). Nick beats the streets hard. In addition to being quite like the brothers I never sought out, the Budding boys have also inspired many a fashion trend in my wardrobe. Simply put, they have great taste in hoodies and trainers. But I’m quickly giving up my delusions of grandeur that I can seamlessly weave these sneakers into my wardrobe in an effortless way. I tend to look quite sloppy in them. The only thing I can figure is that the size of my feet (US10/UK8/EU41) makes the shoes wholly unflattering on me. In my body to foot ratio, these sneakers look enormous and dingy on my 5’6 curvy frame. Not that I care that much. I’ll continue to wear them until they fall apart as I have all these years.
One thing I can say about them is that they do absolutely last forever. I’m truthfully pretty sick of them but I hate waste so onwards.
(All photos: Vogue)