They were partly a middle finger to the college establishment who instructed males that graduation dress would be white shirt, dark trousers with black shoes and black robes. I wore a pink shirt, white duck trousers, pink argyle socks and these shoes … 30 years ago.
They were resoled in 1996 and haven't been touched since. The brand is lost to the ages but the wear is honest. 30 Summers and never a season more. That's not so much a rule as a personal code -- It's the same reason I wouldn't intentionally 'distress' them or anything else I own.
Sometimes it's hard being honest... but a man's shoes should never have to lie.
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