Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about these “clot adidas” thingamajigs. I ain’t no fancy city gal, but I know a thing or two about shoes, you know, the kind you wear on your feet, not those high-heeled contraptions that make you wobble like a newborn calf.
What in the tarnation is Clot Adidas anyway?
So, from what I gather, this “clot adidas,” it’s some kinda fancy-pants shoes made by this fella Edison Chen. Sounds like a city slicker name, if you ask me. He’s teamed up with that Adidas company, the one with the three stripes. My grandpappy used to wear them, said they were sturdy as a mule. But these clot ones, they’re somethin’ else. They got all sorts of colors and designs, not just plain ol’ black or white like we used to have.
Are they comfy like my old slippers?
Now, I ain’t tried ’em on myself, mind you. I’m too busy tendin’ to the chickens and milkin’ Bessie the cow to be fussin’ over fancy shoes. But from what I hear, folks say they’re comfy. Got that “breathe” thingy in ’em, so your feet don’t sweat up like a hog in July. That’s important, I reckon. Nothin’ worse than smelly feet, ‘cept maybe a skunk in the henhouse.
November Collection, eh? Sounds fancy!
They call it the “November Collection.” Seems like these city folk like to give everything a fancy name. Back in my day, November just meant it was time to start choppin’ wood and gettin’ ready for winter. But these clot shoes, they’re supposed to be somethin’ special for that time of year. Maybe they got extra warm linin’ or somethin’. I wouldn’t know, I wear my trusty boots year-round.
Are they worth the fuss?
- Pricey, I bet: I bet these “clot adidas” shoes cost a pretty penny. City folk got money to burn, I tell ya. Me, I’d rather spend my hard-earned cash on feed for the chickens and seeds for the garden. But if you got money to spare, I guess it’s your business what you spend it on.
- Superstar Breathe: They even got one called the “Superstar Breathe.” Now, that’s a mouthful. Sounds like somethin’ a movie star would wear. I ain’t no superstar, just a simple country woman. But I reckon even a superstar’s feet need to breathe.
Where can you get ’em?
Seems like you gotta go to this place called “GOAT” to get ’em. Goat? Like the animal that eats everything? That’s a funny name for a store. Maybe they got good deals, I don’t know. I ain’t never been to no fancy store like that. I get my shoes down at the general store, next to the feed sacks and the overalls.
Are they just for show?
Now, some folks say these shoes are just for show, you know, to make you look fancy. But I reckon a good pair of shoes should be more than just pretty. They gotta be sturdy, gotta be comfy, and gotta last you a good long time. I don’t know if these “clot adidas” fit the bill, but I ain’t gonna judge ’em without tryin’ ’em on. Maybe one day I’ll mosey on down to that GOAT store and see what all the fuss is about.
The “Chinese heritage” thing
Oh, and I almost forgot. They say somethin’ about these shoes havin’ a “Chinese heritage.” Now, I don’t know much about China, ‘cept it’s a far piece away and they got a big wall over there. But I reckon it’s good to remember where you come from. We all got our roots, whether it’s in China or in a small town like mine.
My final thoughts on these here shoes.
So, that’s all I know about these “clot adidas” shoes. They sound fancy and expensive, and maybe they’re comfy too. But at the end of the day, they’re just shoes. They ain’t gonna plow your fields or milk your cows. They ain’t gonna keep you warm on a cold winter night. They’re just somethin’ to put on your feet, so you don’t go around barefoot like a heathen.
If you want to buy these shoes that’s your business. If they are comfy, that’s good. But to me they just seem a bit silly for my taste. Like I said before they aren’t going to help with chores and they sure won’t keep you warm in winter! I’ll stick to my boots thank you very much. They’re worn and a bit beat up but they do me just fine and that’s all a body needs, right?
But hey, if they make you happy, that’s all that matters. Just don’t go stompin’ around in my garden with ’em.
