Ladies, gents, and all of you undecided folks (do what you do); Hello! I’d like to formally welcome you to the first installment of SneakHer; the blog dedicated to female sneaker aficianados everywhere and those who carry our raison d’etre. Anything fresh. Now, many people assume many things about sneakerheads as a community. We like attention. True story; nine pairs of metallic kicks thwart my rebuttal on that count.  We’re confident. Well clearly…we have the best kicks, period. We generally have the best taste. Ok, perhaps this is a list of things I assume others assume about me. Some proverb is popping into my mind about assuming making an ass of someone but another one about quacking like a duck is inundating my thoughts. Bottom line is I like shoes. Like Suzanne Sommers likes hormones. I also enjoy the idea of kool-aid spewing from reader’s nostrils at the ridiculousness in my head. And thus a blog was born.

All that being said. This is what I’m craving at the moment:

These are the new Supra TK Society in the purple and red and black colorways. Dear Terry, You win. I want them. I need them. Immediately. Signed, Get’s angry when pretty shoes are too big for her feet. I know they’ve been out for a while, but until I have a size 7 in my possession I will not let the matter die. I’ve been stalking stores for weeks now.

If it doesn’t happen, I will no doubt snap and steal all of the Supra TK’s I can find…And my trunk will look like this.

But tell me that isn’t the sexiest car trunk you’ve ever seen. Don’t lie to me. You want to curl up in there and take a nap, roll around with that new kick smell. No? Just me?