A pair of LUSH Nike Air Max 1/97 Sean Wotherspoons. GEDDIN!
I’m not normally a sneaker head. But I couldn’t resist these. I first clocked them on a dude at the chemists whilst I was waiting for a prescription. I discreetly took a snap, and then Chat GPT filled me in with the details later.
I was hopeful of maybe £50 for a second hand pair. Multiply that by at least ten, and you’re in the right ball park figure.
OUCH.
But OF COURSE there’s no way I’m paying that. I did manage to source a pair at a fraction of the average selling price. The only downer is that the tread is pretty much fucked.
No worries. I’ve found an online company that can repair this for £50. Let’s see what comes back.
I probably won’t wear them. But that’s not the point, is it?
