Jordan 2010 negro y negro
I used to try my best at tactfully rebelling against the stale dress code at upscale nightclubs. I used to loathe hard bottom shoes. something i must have picked up during that Sunday morning dress routine preparing for church. Which presents the secondary grievance in this rationale that I'm also not a morning person. All this to say hard bottom dress shoes used to conjure up these ill references to getting dressed up. In lieu I would try to get over on the doorman by keeping it apropos up top, and sneaky on bottom (pun intended). Keys to success were: all black, slightly ambiguously classified sole, and deemed in the "shoe game" world as a badge of respect, patent leather a plus. Although hard to find, and equally hard to keep my personal code of dress integrity in check, I would make it work from time to time. Happy in my individuality - but in the grand scheme of nightlife it really made no difference. Its ridiculously dark and everyone is too wasted to give two sh*ts about your shoes at 2am. However in my eyes if i made it in, I was winning. Boy what a loser.... @ 28 its now more about a nice blazer, maybe cuff links. The subtlety in the nights attire is where my sensibilities have gone. But if i were 21 again, I would for sure try to talk the bouncer into letting me in with $140 dollar J's. Usually ends to no avail, but id try!!
bouncer: sorry bro, can't let you in with those shoes.
21yo me: what? you serious? why? i got on a collared shirt though...
bouncer: no sneakers allowed in the club.
21yo me: BUT THESE ARE F#%#$@# $140 Jordan's!
bouncer: (blank stare)
21yo me: (leaves velvet rope. goes to jack in the box. drinks a 40)
