Sneaker-Shopping Has Not Been A Picnic

I shouldn't be looking at shoes when what I should be looking for is a job. And a high-cut pair from a "big" brand at that.

I don't wear high-cut sneakers because the last time I checked (when I was still a teen), the height at which they end and their general bulk made my legs look stumpy. I've not bought a pair since.

I also have not bought a pair of sneakers from a heavily-logo-ed and advertised brand for years. I used to love my Nike and Adidas (New Balance and Puma occasionally but all low-cut, of course) and then one day, I just decided to go "neutral", fuck the trendy trainers war, and wear solely Converse - the Switzerland of sneakers in my books. It might seem like warped me-esque logic to some but my beloved Connie-wonnies have served me well - they are comfortable, last for ages and they go with everything, subtly and "quietly" so.

Anyway, these Nike Women's Dunk High Skinny. I saw them last month on a sneakers news site. Couldn't stop perving at the navy gingham picnic blanket ones. Cannot resist things in ultra-cute gingham or checks! With or without big swooshy logo.

Then I saw them "live" in the shops last week. Desperately hoping that my legs have miraculously lengthened and shaped-up over time (yah, right!), I tried them on. The boyfriend, who has never seen me in high-cuts all these years, couldn't hold back his evil laughter. I still look like Miss Piggy on stilettos.

They are for sale at both Platypus and Espionage in Sydney if you love them and have better sneaker-wearing legs than I do.

Note to Converse - Will you please make some gingham ones soon?!