I just wrote 600 words of ammunition, loaded up my hater cannon and took aim toward the bastion of mediocrity that is the latest black installment of the Riccardo Tisci x Nike collaboration. But after reading it back, I glanced again through the like-a-lookbook-but-not-really-a-lookbook-so-maybe-press-shots-idk (?) and hesitantly disengaged. I guess that kind of sums up the collabo for me. Do I like it? It’s "decent." I do know for certain now that I don't hate it, at least.
Let's shift focus specifically to the mids for a second: I'd couple them with a pair of black skinnies and an oversized white tee and maybe even a fishtail, and I'm sure I'd look nothing short of pretty fuckin' handsome. A lot of attention has been paid to the finer detailing, as evidenced by the healthily apportioned fibers of color on the tongue and band. They lay a tasteful, subtle contrast to the otherwise smokey black body. As stated a dozen times back when the whites dropped in April, the materials are really something when compared with your everyday vanilla Nikes. It's definitely the kind of leather you'd expect from a $200 sneaker.
But wait, what the fuck? That paragraph sounds like it was plucked fresh from the tongue of somebody who loves the mids? You're right, but I don't. Fuck man, this shit is difficult to explain.
Listen, when I peeped those Y-3 Qasas for the first time, I got sweaty. I Googled them when I was bored and I stayed up late for the drop. When they finally arrived, I couldn't bring myself to wear them outside. I took the financially ambiguous decision to acquire a second pair from eBay just so I could play in the yard with the other neighborhood ninjas. If that's not sneaker love, my dudes, I don't know what is. And the Tisci Nikes don't affect my perspiration levels quite the same way.
Why am I being so fucking critical? Maybe it's the fact that Riccardo Tisci is, well, Riccardo goddamn Tisci. His name is synonymous with the dark and controversial graphics we all expect from a Givenchy collection. When this collaboration was announced, we all expected something dark and controversial—something Givenchy-ish. And we didn't get it. So, here we are, unsure of how exactly to feel. Is that Tisci's fault? No. This is not a Givenchy collaboration, and a true designer doesn't channel creativity with the consumer's expectations at the forefront of his or her mind. Of course, that doesn't excuse the stupid fucking boots though, dawgie.
Moksha August is a serial Four Pins commenter turned writer. I guess you could say that he started from the bottom. Haha, that's the spot. You can follow him on Twitter here.