Of every black sneaker in this batch, this is the one with a story stitched into it. Calfskin and suede goatskin share the upper, but the panels carry a tartan-inspired motif worked in stitching, a quiet grid of line and shadow that you catch in raking light and miss in a photograph. Up close it is clearly deliberate pattern work; from across a street, a black sneaker with a faint weave to it.
The supporting cast is dark: a four centimetre white rubber sole with a black insert at the front and brown at the back, a pairing I would not have guessed and now find the most interesting thing at ground level. Black lamb’s skin lines the insole and walls, the black fabric ribbon keeps the heel tidy, and the shoe is made in Italy in men’s sizes 40 to 46.
In wear, the motif rewards low light and movement; static and overhead, the pair reads as a well made black shoe and nothing more. I like that duality. Tartan-adjacent without a single yard of wool, it suggests pattern without pattern’s usual weight.
Two honest caveats. Stitched motifs give dust somewhere to live, so brush the vamp along the stitch lines rather than across them. And the brown heel insert scuffs to a paler tone where it meets uneven pavement, visible if you care about such things. I care, mildly, and I still wear the pair three days a week.





























