Recently, teens and young adults alike lined up in front of select sneaker boutiques for a chance to get their hands on a pair of sneakers that to me represents the problem with these teenage footwear clones and the whole sneaker game as a whole.
Jordan, Hardaway, Barkley, Ewing, and Iverson are some names that resonate and ring bells and have made the successful footwear moves from performance to lifestyle. The Air Yeezy wasn’t born from performance it was born from a talented artist that abuses autotune and has been known to call himself “ Martin Louis the King”.
When you break down the shoe it’s just a cut and paste of some of his favorites with a little flair from “Ye”. He is so into this sneaker game he bounces to create another “classic” with Louis Vuitton. Doesn’t matter to him, he has an army of hypebeasts and robots that will sacrifice their rent to get their hands on these.
By no means am I a hater; it’s just that when you do this for real it’s easy to point out the whack.
The people that hate this post are looking down at their Air Yeezy’s and saying in their mind “These are tight, I did the right thing!“
