Readers, meet “Henry”. Henry, readers; readers, Henry. I love it when designers give their shoes human names. It helps give them even more personality than they have already (and also makes it even harder for me to want to part with them when the time comes. I have a tendency to anthropomorphise my shoes, though. It’s probably not healthy.).
As you can see, our Henry is rather handsome. He has leather uppers topped with mirror-shine metal inserts, and he manages to look both classic and a little bit futuristic at the same time.
OK, I’ll stop referring to the shoes as “he” now. Or I’ll try, anyway.