
After a long, hard, bout with boredom, I thought that it would be interesting to let my clothes tell you "wear" they've been and what I've been through. I've always been a follower (not necessarily a participator) of streetwear and it's fashion scene, and being aware of what I put on everyday, each article of clothing I wear has numerous stories behind them...
Nike Dunk Lo's, white/white colorway
Nike Dunk Lo's, white/white colorway
I picked these up for cheap at Journeys in Garden State Plaza (or was it Jersey Gardens?) I got them for $30 - a price that even beats out most Vans and Chucks. Interestingly, they came with the oval laces, which I know only come with Nike SB releases.
Anyways, when thinking about where these have taken me, it's safe to say that (besides my original white/white Mid Af1's) these carry the most history. At least the most significant event's, easily. On June 18, 2007 i got rid of my fear of rollercoasters at Six Flags Great Adventure by shitting my pants on Kingda Ka. It was fucking sick. That was a great day... Not to mention, shortly after that I went to California in which I unexpectedly ended up staying for the whole month of July. Here, they endured the countless times of being soaked as I went to Six Flags Magic Mountain, Knott's Berry Farm, Sea World, and camping near Yosemite National Park. I forgot to mention the many Vegas nightwalkers that stepped on my feet while walking through America's Playground in the wee hours of the morning.
Needless to say, they're battered and bruised and heavily scuffed and creased. But who gives a fuck? All of these hypebeast's try to stay fresh and shit, and they claim that the clothing represents the lifestyle. Maybe it does, but I could give 2 shits about if my shoes are immaculate or not - I know what I've been through and they blatantly represent that.
And on that note, last week I ran the mile test for gym in them.
Thank you, Dunks, for the great memories.

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