Until yesterday, all my shoes (except my running shoes) had four things in common: simple, beautiful, understated and black. What they also had in common was: predictable, boring and anonymous.
Yesterday I came really close to extend this collection, with a pair of dark navy Jack Purcell Converse shoes.
But instead I got myself a pair of Lunar Flyknit Chukka
in Black/Total Orange-Sequoia-Parachute Gold-Volt-Sail.
Besides being absolutely gorgeous: they are by far the most comfortable shoes I have ever own and the laces matches my front door (and fridge).