Some people may be attached to a certain thing. It may be a blanket, camera, book, movie, boyfriend/girlfriend, or even a shirt. The list goes on and on. The thing that has captured my heart is my black high top Converse.
They have been there for me every step of the way.
From the day I got them, to this morning walking to class these shoes have been there for me every step of the way. Although I looked at them as shoes when I first got them, I have came to love them for all they have been through with me. You spill on them and run through the mud and they don’t complain. You see the scuff marks and how dirty they are and that’s why I love them so much. They tell a story, many stories in fact, and that is so intriguing to me.
They have seen good days and bad days.
They don’t judge. They just help you to get to and from your destination supporting you every step of the way. They have seen you struggle through class to get your homework done and turned in, and even been there for you for some of your best memories. For me, when I saw my sister at the sorority house when I get my bid card. Those are memories that you never forget. You may not have noticed then, but those shoes were there.
They have seen A LOT of stuff.
These shoes keep MANY MANY secrets.
They almost go with EVERYTHING.
They are the perfect versatile shoe. Any outfit. Any time. They almost always go with my outfit. If I want to dress casual, or even with a cute outfit going out on the weekends, they work with an outfit.
They are very photogenic.
Why this is a thing beats me, but it is. I am constantly snapping pics of my feet and my converse. They just really capture the moments perfectly for me. From sped up snap videos of me walking captioned “GAMEEEE DAYYYY” to my newest vsco pictures that I have posted. They just love the camera and I feel it shows my own aesthetic.
They have gone through hikes, walks to class, tailgates, and parties.
We all have that ONE pair of shoes. These black high-top shoes are definitely mine.
They aren’t just a pair of shoes. They make me who I am. They are my go-to.
Thank you black converse for walking me through my sophomore year of college. It’s been a crazy ride, but you have always been there for me for every moment. I wouldn’t have made it without you.
As I am wrapping up this article, I can’t help but notice that if you reread through this and replace Converse with best friend, it’s basically the same thing. So I guess you could say my Converse are my best friend. Well, if the shoe fits?
