I can smell the burnt-rubber from Bill Bowerman’s waffle maker.
I use to wear these Nikes back in the days with my Hang-Ten shirts and Steve Prefontaine porn-stache. ¹
¹ Having a mustache at eleven was a bit awkward to say the least. But it had its advantages – beer-runs for one. (For Mom – you know).
+ Source: J. CREW
