Will fancy Italian cowboy boots hurt my Texas Bona Fides? – Texas Monthly

s: Although I live in Washington, DC, I was born and raised in Austin. I the love shoes. I have a pair of cowboy boots from a convenient shoe store in Texas, but they don’t cut it. I want Golden Goose cowboy boots. Is this a grave sin? Will wearing designer shoes negatively affect goodwill in Texas? I love my country. I love being from Texas. But I also love Golden Goose.

Emile Somaya Malik, Washington, DC

a: Readers may be surprised to learn that the shoe department of a Texas wardrobe is a scandalous embarrassment to fortunes—despite hearing a Texan fiancée describe it more explicitly as a period of “overflow of embarrassment.” Either way, among its leather bounty are a couple of old-fashioned coarse brown cords, a hard-beaten pair of Justins rubber soles, and a relatively less battered pair of Luccheses leather. There’s also a pair of Red Wing work boots with a comfortable lower heel for hiking, a pair of supple brown calfskin, and a stylish pair designed specifically by Camargo’s Western Boots, in the Rio Grande Valley of Mercedes. This impressive stand also tops some ’80s-era Willie Nelson sneakers, a pair of loafers, and a set of first-generation Crocs shoes in navy.

So, you see, Mrs. Malik, the world of Texas can handle the fanaticism of your feet. And while he has no way of knowing exactly where you choose to wear your current shoes, he can tell you that the various occasions, events, and undertakings for which he might slip into a particular pair of his own shoes are extensive: a dance floor, a stroll in the field, or a wander around the house, Or sitting in the meeting room, attending the football match, or socializing in all kinds of informal gatherings and nights out.

Note that nowhere in that list is Texans mentioning cattle grazing, cattle manipulation, cattle birthing, cattle branding, cattle neutering, saddle-breaking, horseback riding, fence building, fence repair, lasso throwing, horseback riding, playing the jaw harp, and wearing Seasons, or, really, any kind of real-world cowboy action. The reason for this is simple: The Texan man is a magazine news columnist, not a working cowboy, even though he sometimes chooses to wear his woolen classes around the office.

But it’s also not far. As everyone knows, the majority of cowboy boots wearers today are not actually cowboys. Or a cowgirl, too. They are normal people – people just like you, Ms. Malik, and Texans too.

However, one cannot properly talk about cowboy boots without talking about cowboys – both 19th century cowboys, who invented the cowboy boot as we know it, and modern cowboys who continue
Cowboy imitation. For such supports shoes were and still are a utilitarian necessity: tall poles protect the legs, high-heeled shoes help keep the foot in the stirrup, and a sturdy instep is well suited for heavy work. The shoe’s importance to early Texans and its enduring importance lies in its choice as our uniformed shoe, as proclaimed by the 80th Texas Legislature in 2007.

Among the historic and familiar shoemakers mentioned in that legislation—HJ “Big Daddy Joe” Justin, Tony Lama, Lucchese, and Nocona Boots—Texas do not remember seeing the name “Golden Goose.” In fact, until he opened this letter, the Texan man had never heard of the brand. But some basic internet espionage revealed that it was an Italian luxury goods company founded in Venice in 2000 and famous for selling sneakers that were so distressing that they could fairly be described as battered.

But because they’re hand-strung, each in a unique way, the adult versions sell at high-end retailers like Neiman Marcus priced from $525 (for “Superstar Mixed Leather Sneakers”) to $1,725 ​​(for frankly) dirty looks” Superstar Crystal-
Embellished canvas sneakers.” (Child-size versions start at a much more affordable $205).

Texas will hold fire on the subject of slapping the hard-earned green currency for any item of clothing or accessory that has been in any way pre-faded, pre-torn, pre-cracked, pre-washed, or disgusting. , previously soiled and getting straight to the crux of the question at hand: Are fancy cowboy boots made by a fancy Italian designer and bought in a fancy store any less authentic than the somewhat fancy boots bought in the relatively less luxurious Texas shoe store? And does wearing such shoes negatively affect the goodwill of the lone star?

For this, people may be a little surprised when they learn, says Texas, not necessarily. If golden goose (golden goose? golden goose?) are well-made and sturdy, look like cowboy boots, and smell like cowboy boots (Texan refers to the rich smell of suede, not cow dung), then who are they saying they aren’t the real article?

For accuracy, a Texas expert even gave GG’s website a sneak peek. And while he wasn’t able to put his nose up on the products, the cowboy boots displayed there looked like cowboy boots and appeared to be carefully crafted. The “Wish Star” line features a Lone star on the shaft (with one dot oddly missing), just like the Lone Stars that early Texas cowboys had shoemakers adorn on their shafts. Although GG doesn’t really deal with men’s shoes, her women’s selection doesn’t seem completely ridiculous to the eye of Texas. And the prices—$790 for the “Wish Star Low Heel Pumps in Black Leather with Canary Yellow Lining Detail”—seem somewhat similar to the cost of the Lucchese Ladies.

Sam Lucchese, founder of Lucchese, the most famous shoemaker in Texas, was himself, by the way, Italian, just like the Golden Goose brand. And while Luccheses may have been made from Texas in El Paso, it’s also likely that they were made in Brazil, China, or Mexico. (The truth is, the Texans’ favorite red wings are Minnesotans, even though his Camargos are handcrafted at Mercedes.)

At the end of the day, Mrs. Malik, the most important thing is not so much where your shoes come from or how fancy they are, but where your head is. If buying and wearing these coveted Golden Goose boots will give you a sense of patriotism, then by all means go ahead. A Texan is betting on the bottom of his dollar that the soul will never question the goodwill of Texans because of it—at least not there on the streets of our nation’s capital.

Good luck and God bless you! And thanks for the message!

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This article originally appeared in the June 2022 issue of Texas Monthly With the title “The Texanist”. Subscribe today.

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