Style | Trainers not for training

For anyone who knows me, I’m not cool. I’m actually the furthest thing from cool. I know a few people who are cool, hipsters who are so unself aware it puts me on edge. Honestly I’m happy not being hipster, identifying the latest trends and trying to be the first to spot it. I often use the hipsters as a cool gauge.

I’ve been thinking for a while about a pair of trainers. Gucci inspired with there beautiful white with red and green stripe and I’m always partial to a honey bee as well. The sensible streak in me thinks, they are comfortable, perfect for a long day on your feet. The problem was, other than Gucci, I didn’t see trainers as stylish, they are for running or the gym not to be worn outside these parameters.

Trainers are super cool and often city chic, with me heading out to New York this is week I knew I need comfort and style. Last January when I went away I wore my Dubarry’s the entire time and although super comfortable maybe a little warm for March. I had to go with a classic trainer. With so much choice and the social acceptance to wear them just about anyway now there really was no reason why I couldn’t get involved. I wanted the old school Vans, I’ve seen them everywhere and they seemed like exactly what I was looking for. I seen a few style inspirations and thought I could make them work. The trick is I want to make them feminine, not like I mistakenly dressed for the gym. We were shopping in town and I made my way to pick up my Vans, it was cold and I’d had a few cocktails so stopped at the nearest place, JD Sports. I went in to find lux sports wear everywhere, don’t get me wrong, I’d love the abs to pull off some of those crop tops but it’s just not me, I was losing my nerve. I journeyed upstairs to try on the Vans. No stock. That’s right. And to add insult to injury he told me nowhere in Belfast had them as they were so popular. This immediately put me off. I needed {wanted} something slightly different and I needed {wanted} them for New York. I seen the black Nike Janoskis which looked similar and asked for them in my size, ironically I’m a 5, but I picked them up from the kids section {insert 28 y/o woman trying to be cool}. The guy laughed as I hadn’t noticed but said he would get them for me. I tried them on and loved them. The best part was when I asked Chris if I looked cool {not that he’s any gauge for that or anything} and tripped and feel over the chair. Collect my things, go to the pay and leave immediately, not how I imagined it would all end.

I’ve been wearing them for a week now, had to wear them in before my trip {obvs}, and they are super comfortable. Someone even remarked on them, cool status much! Whatever the sole is made of however makes an almighty squeak on a clean floor, maybe I’m just dragging my feet around Tesco, but you can hear me before you see me now.

Life’s short, buy the trainers and pretend to be cool. I think this is my initiation into the street style gang…or maybe not.

Lashings of Love,

K xo

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