1997 circa

What happens when a sneaker trend - that was hyped, then faded and then hyped again - starts fading one more time? You keep rocking it by wearing them, of course.

Growing up as a fashionista, (I really thought I was one - but delusion in teenage years is a fairly common condition - I learned in my mature years when I looked back at all of my idols' eyebrows) I remember longing for these trainers for a very long time. They were all I needed to be complete. Little I knew this feeling doesn't go well with fashion.

Buying the first edition of the Nike Air Max '97, in Italy, where they were born, marked the start of a healthy and long-term shoe-fetish (collection? Obsession?!) that still last today.

The brand might have changed, and the finish type might have evolved from canvas/cotton to leather and mesh, but the feelings of conquering and joy are still exactly the same. So, these jewels came back in 2017 and I bought them once again, in Italy - of course.

Memories might fade but luckily they're attached to overpriced pieces of plastic with laces that will make them last for a long long time.

I'm going to walk (literally) down memory lane in these shoes, until they're replaced by something more retro-hyped-vapor-90s-shit; or worse, the 2000s.

Nike Air Max '97 silver (bullet)

Vans black tee

Korean fashion wide leg black denim

Chanel J12 watch

Urban Outfitters bomber jacket New Era cap