This guy says it all:
When I notice men’s shoes in say a board meeting, I can read a lot about them from their shoes. Like tarot cards a man’s shoe choices tell me stories about his past and his future. You don’t like those judgments? Well, that’s too bad. They take place both consciously and unconsciously every day a million times a day and they will affect your value in the eyes of those who know better. Thus if you are clever enough to learn the lingo you will go out and get yourself some E. Greens and you will become a member of the club, whether you like it or not.
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When I was younger, I spent way too much money on clothes and got addicted [there is no other way to put it] on Greens. Have at least a dozen pair, some more than 25 years old. When the time comes to refurbish them, I send them to the factory in the UK at a crazy cost [more than the cost of the best American shoes].
These are shoes for a lifetime. I still have and wear my first pair. Like walking on the wings of angels. Extreme quality. If I see someone wearing them, I know that he has good sense, doesn't believe in disposable anything, has an eye for the long term, has loads of common sense because cost per step throughout the life of the shoe is very low, and otherwise is clued to an old-fashioned world full of old fashioned virtues.
If I had a marriageable daughter, the first thing I'd check are her suitors' shoes. An oxford cloth shirt is an OK start, but if he shows up wearing Edward Greens he inherited from his father or, better, ones he scrimped and saved to buy himself, I'd pour him a martini, offer him a Cuban, call him 'son.'
And, if the young man shows some flair, like maybe owning some hand made velvet tuxedo slippers emboidered with a skull, as I do, then I would start talking about her dowry. |
