Dark Flowers: The Superstar I Need to Own, Lick, and Then Wear

If I ever come into serious money—real money, the kind where an accountant has to be involved—I’m buying every version of the adidas Originals Superstar that has ever existed or will ever exist. Every colorway, every collab, every limited run, every embarrassing tie-in. I was obsessed with this shoe before it became the trend of the summer and I stayed obsessed after the trend died, which I think qualifies as genuine love rather than fashion opportunism.

The latest edition comes in classic white-with-three-stripes, but a dark floral embroidery runs along the toe cap. The marketing has positioned it as a women’s shoe, because women like flowers, apparently, as a demographic category. Sure. Fine. I don’t care. I want it anyway. The flowers are good. The shoe is a Superstar. These facts coexist without difficulty.

It’s available at Foot Locker for around ninety euros. I want to own it, lick it, and then put it on my foot, in exactly that order or in whatever order presents itself. My position on this is clear. There is no argument to be had. It’s a Superstar. Discussion closed.