Trippen
Perhaps not the best name for a shoe line, Trippen makes up for it with some additions to the New Shoe Mission that Nixon and I are currently on. More often than not, she and I are falling over our own feet (yes, we fall down a lot, yes, you can point and laugh at will), so maybe Trippen will be the perfect fit?
I am well aware of how many terrible puns are laced throughout this article, but the shoes are still awesome.
Special thanks to reader Noaide for pointing out the line!
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February 11th, 2010 at 8:17 AM
Oh, I love trippen shoes! I first found them last summer in Berlin. So comfortable, and produced on a small scale with beautiful detailing. Highly recommended!
February 11th, 2010 at 9:23 AM
Hmm, buy a pair of these shoes or pay my rent next month… This shouldn’t be this difficult of a decision.
February 11th, 2010 at 9:31 AM
These shoes are downright amazing. I’ve had the pleasure of wearing a few pair, and you would not believe how crazy comfortable they are — even they ones with the insane heels (cutouts, wood, whatever!); they’re built around the concept of being a sturdy walking shoe. Augh, just thinking about their craftsmanship and gorgeous leathers make me drool.
February 11th, 2010 at 10:12 AM
Geta-style? Strange.
February 11th, 2010 at 10:32 AM
Wow, these shoes are amazing. I love them.
February 11th, 2010 at 11:31 AM
love love love trippens. not that this is useful for most people, but the factory is here in berlin, and there’s apparently a factory outlet in the city with really great discounts.
February 13th, 2010 at 8:39 PM
Why am I not surprised to discover that I live in the second largest city in the U.S. and there’s not one single stockist listed on Trippen’s site?
Yes, Nixxon and Samantha: both you bitches have local haunts in which you could try on a pair—or seventeen—and play “dress-up.”
All the more tempting, yes…but the tease of a ‘virtual’ view? As far as the sensory-fuck goes, I’d classify it as heavy-petting.
However, let me slide my feet into a pair? That’s when the gears shift into psyche penetration mode, and all logic disappears.
In Southern vernacular, “If you’re gonna sin, sin good.”
Well, if I’m gonna break a commandment by way of credit card? At this point, I need the olfactory, somatosensory, auditory—
Fawk, in my broke-ass state as of late, if I’m gonna dole out $400 + ? Basically need to be “chewin’ it” to be “doin’ it well…”
Oh & uh-huh: L.L. Cool J?
Yep. Sure did.
C’est Le Mort,
Clintasaurus Wrecks!
x o x o x
February 17th, 2010 at 12:25 AM
Wow. Those are some crazy shoe designs they have there. I love the knee high boots in the first photo.
February 17th, 2010 at 4:18 PM
To piggyback on Clint’s remark, not only do Nixxon and Samantha have local haunts in which they could try on a pair—or seventeen—and play “dress-up”, both o’dem bitches have FEET small enough to fit the effin’ women’s collection! GAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Damn my big-ass boats for feet!!!