I've never wanted anything more in my life than these Nike Free Inneva Wovens. Okay, that's probably a lie. I'm pretty sure I want to wake up tomorrow morning more than own a pair of shoes. And I'm probably more thankful that I get to eat tonight. But pure stuff-wise? I'm looking at my new iPhone 5 and I don't have that same primal, tunnel desire of "I want you now now now" than I do with these Nikes.
It's just a pair of shoes. Yes. I get that all the time when I go bananas and gaga and ha-ha-happy over footwear. WHATEVER. And I understand. Sort of. But then I take another look at the black on black hand-woven upper and I shed happy tears. It's beautiful, like a time-worn basketweave that's more considered and thoughtful than just slapping on synthetic materials on a sole.