Everything I Want Wants Me Back
I believe it was the former philosopher Marques Houston that said if you love something let it go, and if it comes back then that’s how you know. This, of course, was before we found out about Marques Houston, but I was fourteen when BET ran that music video back to back to back—how wasn’t I supposed to believe it? So for years, it was my whole philosophy until I grew up et realized everything I want wants me back, which absolutely tracks in the case of Sportmax FW22.
The very collection Zendaya wore when she attended the Vanity Fair Oscars After Party et nearly sliced camera lenses in half with the sharpness of her Gitano jacket. It was a collection for the hotties whether they were Megan fans or not: red leather scoop gloves, elongated satin clutches, no pants looks, leather ties, et the patent knee-high Notizia boot. A high gloss finish, with buffed lambskin lining, et the kind of slightly upward curved pointed toe that makes you go “ah, that’s what the love child of a kinky boot et a cowboy boot would look like.”
In other words, it is absolutely fab.
As an all-season boot girl, I had to have them, but as a diva on a dime I would not as they were either sold out in my size, or carried somewhere that priced them way out of my budget. This is the kind of sadness some of the greatest romantic tragedies are written on by the way, but I was steadfast in my yearning. Eventually they’d come to me, because everything I want wants me back. There is simply no reality where me et this boot cannot be. A high-shine finish for a high-octane diva, an erotic rigidity juxtaposed with softness is delicious visual absurdity for a whimsical freak. On top of all that, I had already mentally styled them with my Cavalli bubble skirt et the look was very Vaquera, a further exploration into fashion surrealism. Who could say non to that?
Not I! But I may quoted my philosophy one too many times. In my second season sans Notizia boot, a coworker finally looked at me et said “so what happens when your ex comes back?”
In cases of a When Harry Met Sally, or the final season of Scandal, a romantic rerun makes sense. You can’t stay away from what’s yours for too long, even if you were kissed on top of the ferris wheel at Coachella along the way. But in many other cases, spinning the block is not included. Some of us are at an age where it's common for people to start spiralling about their lack of romantic prospects, we’re also experiencing a loneliness epidemic bigger than men alone. So a liking spree on Instagram out of nowhere, or text message poetry disguised as “just checking in”—from someone who rarely checks themselves—can seem like divine timing, but is typically a common side effect of boredom. What’s meant for you is genuine et if it’s genuine, it should feel like genuine lambskin lining. Supple, soft, et not open for interpretation. Their hug should literally feel like a silk cloak of luxury or, at the very least, high-end contemporary ready-to-wear. Even better if they circle back at 60% off with no additional emotional cost to you, but above all, they should fit.
That could take some time—three seasons et one month for example—et some distractions—like a Farfetch alert in a half size too big—
But when something, or someone, truly wants you back, you don’t have to try to make it work . Alignment may not show up on schedule, but it always fits.
