Cynthia Kinnunen blogs about sharing stuff from your childhood with your kids
What colour are your kicks?
I remember my father wearing red high tops. Those bright red beauties with the thick white laces and big white toe that you wanted to get just a little dirty so it wasn’t so very white and bright. Worn in but not too much. It was my dad’s foot covering of choice for what seemed like a very long time. Red, high top All Stars, baggy shorts and a concert tee was his uniform. I had my own Converse, too. And that’s pretty impressive for a wearable item: one that a teenager and their parent wear simultaneously and neither looks out of place or resents the other wearing them.
Multi-generational chucks for the cool kids.
