I like the word “vintage.” It sounds so much better than “old.”
From the depths of my closet:
Nike high-tops from circa 1984-5. I have photos of me playing basketball in these shoes in 8th grade. (So, I suppose, I am “vintage” too…)
What does this tell you? One, that I wore a size ten shoe when I was 13 (and still do) and two, that I keep some really random stuff for a really long time.
But why am I am divulging my Betty Hoard habits to you today? Because Nike thinks “vintage” stuff is cool too:
So, there’s a little validation to my packrat tendencies straight from Nike.
(And the ones on the right are cute too!)