For a large part of my adolescent life, I have longed for coach sneakers. You have probably seen them before. Anyway, a couple of months ago my wonderful grandma surprised me with a pair. I was ecstatic, and wore them every single day. The heel has worn down, the pieces of plastic around the end of the shoelace have fallen off, and they desperately need to go to the cobbler. (Are there still cobblers around anymore?)

To save the sneakers from disentegrating, I have not been wearing them for a while, instead opting for my furry boots and my flats. I have found myself online shopping for other, more classier sneakers as well. Although I love coach, their sneakers have become increasingly mainstream, so much that two people in my grade have my coach sneakers.

I am thinking about buying a pair of classic Keds, like the classic Keds champions in red.



These are the only sneakers I could see my fashion idol Blair Waldorf prancing around in.