I remember when I used to fold my Jimmy Z’s into a neat line, with a raised knot, right above obnoxiously thick white socks. You know, it was the 80’s and “the fold” plagued playgrounds from one valley to the… Read More ›
I remember when I used to fold my Jimmy Z’s into a neat line, with a raised knot, right above obnoxiously thick white socks. You know, it was the 80’s and “the fold” plagued playgrounds from one valley to the… Read More ›