I am a Sneaker Snob. A bit about me, clothes are not my thing. Throw me in something simple and now at this place in my life something comfortable and my sneakers then I am good. When I was younger, I would pick a guy a part by looking at him and not giving him a chance. I would not like their hat or shirt–something so minor and stupid. If I was talking to a guy, I was really interested in seeing him in a few different pairs of sneakers. I grew up with a brother who always had the latest and freshest sneakers. Remember when Kevin Garnetts came out in white, my brother had a pair, and my mailman delivered mail in a pair. So to me, that was something that mattered and still does.
I’m from Baltimore so I looked at how fresh your 992’s are, did you have a pair of dopes (foamposites) in your arsenal, and some Jordans in there? You could have Nikes and adidas but stay away from me if you had on some Reebok Classics. Have you ever looked at how a person ties their shoes also? Oh at Morgan, I could always tell a DC/PG dude by the way their sneakers were tied. It sounds so bad but hey it is what it is. I knew it was shallow but oh i realized it was so shallow when I went out with this guy who played football and his feet were fresh but the conversation was dry. I mean he only wanted to talk about playing football but act like he didn’t want to talk about it so I could ask questions. After that date, I saw him once months later but I had already said I don’t care what a person has on but it’s about the person. I can get his feet fresh later.
Fast forward, I met my boyfriend. I remember he had on some Griffey’s that matched the stitching in his hat perfectly. I saw him three times after that in social settings and his sneakers always sat well with me. A year after we met, I went to his house and I needed to use the bathroom but the bathroom was in his bedroom. As I went to the bathroom I had to pass the closet which was open, I looked like a mini sneaker store. I was so excited that he had so many sneakers for himself and that he didn’t mind that I love sneakers. Well I am assuming that he didn’t mind that I love sneakers because 6 years later he’s still gifting me with sneakers 🙂 . I do have to remind myself that when I am with my friends who don’t care about sneakers not to judge their prospects’ sneakers. I guess as long as his sneakers are clean then it shouldn’t matter. I guess the Sneaker Snob still lives in me.
***Disclaimer: If the man is wearing work shoes then that doesn’t count because at least we know he is a working man.***
