I can pinpoint when and where my shoe fetish began. My parents were in Lake Placid and came home with a pair of Black Nike Air's. Nothing exclusive or limited about these shoes, but to me, they were the sikkest sneakers I had ever laid my eyes on. My mom had always kept me laced in the illest velcros as a youngin'. After my 1st pair of airs were given to me I began dreaming of Nike's and being involved in all my shoe purchases, even if they were being made with parental duckets. As a kid, even if I wasn't paying that close attention, I was always collecting subliminal pop culture messages and sneakers were slowly but surely getting cemented into my brain by Mr. Jerry Seinfeld. It wasn't until I started paying closer attention and grew up that I realized the effect these messages really had on me as a kid.
Nonethless here is some of the heat Seinfeld used to rock:
