Words by Alex Gleckman (@agleckman)
If you were at St. Alfred Saturday morning, you may have seen, among other things, the blood on the streets, the seizure in the front of the line, the homeless man interacting all too intimately with a tree. Not to mention the police serving and protecting, and over a hundred groggy sneakerheads surviving on Four Loko and 5 Hour Energy, all waiting in line just for a chance to be considered for a pair of Yeezy IIs.
The drill was: buy a t-shirt, get raffle password, then wait and pray to the fluorescent python gods that the otherworldly sneaker finds its way to your achy feet that have been standing since the previous afternoon. Fortunately, people in the line had a good sense of humor about the situation. Many claimed to be “about that life” and we all had a good time at five in the morning. Here’s what some of them had to say:
How far would you personally go to get a pair of II’s?
– “I would slap someone’s momma. I will slap someone’s momma.”
– “I would camp out for days. Three or four, max.”
– “1000 dollars, not more than that.”
How far is too far?
– “Some people lost their jobs over the Yeezy I, they end up having to sell them.”
– “You’re kicked out, ‘cause you bought the Yeezy’s and couldn’t pay your rent. I could just imagine, oh, got this lock on my door…but I got these Yeezy’s! Child support, or my Yeezy’s? Child support, what’s that?”
How far would you go for a Yeezy X Skechers collaboration?
–“Skechers? Not far at all.”
What about, like, Yeezy X Heelys? Yeezy Heelys? The Air Heelys?
–“I would buy them.”
-“Nah, you know what? I’ll just cut the bottom out, put a speaker in it. Have it play Watch the Throne.”
-“Fuck the hype.”
What would you need to be wearing to pull the Yeezy II’s off?
-“Satin Polo tee, maybe a kilt.”
-“It looks like a moon boot, already, maybe an astronaut suit, by Louis Vuitton. No, Givenchy.”
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