Guest writer: Danielle Rousseve

I am here to admit that I have an addiction to Adidas Stan Smiths.

I did not plan for this to happen.  I turned  my nose up at the shoe that was all of a sudden being worn by models on the top runways of London and Paris; then on literally (it seemed) everyone else. Even “my fashion godmother in my head” Phoebe  Philo had a pair she wore with wide wool trousers while strolling through Paris.  A sartorial shot of inspiration that I refused to embrace except in the privacy of my Pinterest feed. The trend was growing, and I rebuke anything trendy.

But then  last spring I walked into the Adidas Originals store in Soho, trying to be as discreet as possible checking out the Stan Smiths.  Was I about to take the plunge into Trendsville?  Well let’s just say I walked out with a pair that has the red heel, since everybody and their stylish mother was rocking the green.  I hate to say it but they go with every look I concoct. Dresses (check), vintage 501’s (check) pinstripe wide leg pants (check mate!)

One year later I have the greens too.

Don’t judge.