FWst a tribe called fresh | complete cypher

In the word’s of my favorite word smith ‘’suede timbs on my feet keeps my cipher complete’’.  They said to bring something back so I picked up my pair of timberland 6 inch construction boots and reclined the seats; don’t mind me I am in rapper mode. My love affair with timberland construction goes way back to when Mugabe got his driver’s license, and I can’t deny that every now and then the memory of my baggy denim cuffs fighting for a resting place on her laces .Time has passed and these babies are back in my shoe rack,in  moments like these   black men try to blush. Back then when I was knee deep into street wear  I  sported  timberland boots with baggy jeans which were twice my size and so for some time now I have been killing to see if I could do more damage with a pair of  pants that were tailored or more of fit . When my boots came in I was a little confused as to how to incorporate them into an ensemble without making it seem like I was looking to bring back those days when I use to think pink was the most beautiful woman on earth, but I found foot and decided to stick to the original format with a new school approach. These wheat colored babies stand out with little help but I thought letting them play stage with just dark tone colors would be too basic so popped it with some electric blue courtesy of topman.

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