My love affair with the 574 silhouette continues, and this time it’s this toned tanned temptress that’s left me all gooey-eyed.
Oh what I would give to get my hands on that perfectly executed suede and mesh upper. But surely I’m punching above my weight here. Her older sibling the 576 is undeniably more my station. Reliable, loyal, and laughs at all my jokes. What more could I want for? But like the forbidden fruit I can’t seem get her fresh American finery out of my head.
Delve a little deeper and there’s a distinct air of vulnerability surrounding her embroidered USA heel decal and delicate white cotton laces. And don’t be fooled by her sultry black/orange leather logo, this is merely a front for a soft, sensitive encap cushioned interior.
I’ve tried no end to expel her from my thoughts these past few days and stay true those now far less appealing 576 runners. But as my eyes met her US574 woven tongue tab over today’s morning coffee, I knew there was no escaping the stark reality that I’m head over heels for her carbon rubber outsole.