Last week I went to meet my boss at a super cool and quiet secret place called Laden in Joachimstraße here in Berlin Mitte -which I can 100% recommend if you don’t know what to do in Berlin on a rainy day-.
I passed in front of one of those super cool menswear stores in Torstraße and saw a guy with amazing hair and Nike Cortez. I had to laugh, but not because I don’t find Cortez awesome, but because of the name we -Spaniards- had for them back in Spice Girls times. We used to call them puntapollas, which translates into dickheads or dickies. I bet you get why.
I stared at his sneakers while I was going through this mental process for like, I don’t know, way too long to be considered normal. He looked at me strange like: gurl? Mind ya business!
I continued walking. I was seriously imprinted on those Cortez.
There was a group of guys in front of yet another menswear store. One of them had obviously seen the whole thing. He was smiling at me from the distance. As I approached them, he moved forward and pointed at my (also Nike) sneakers, saying with a dreamy man voice and a Will Smith smile: I love your kicks.
As weird as it may sound, this compliment made me feel more flattered than receiving a nasty comment about how tight my dress is while I’m dancing at a club.
I spent the rest of the afternoon thinking about getting myself a pair of Nike Cortez. I’ve noticed them in a couple of editorials recently and need to get them before they get as mainstream as good old Stan Smiths. Still unsure about the style though… but I may go for the bronze or the white ones! Which ones do you like the most?