I love history and one of the off shoots of the junk business is that in a way you become a historian of weird items. I found these men's shoes yesterday while I was at a local thrift store. I stopped and looked at them because they were just so compelling. They are truly hideous but of very fine quality. I kept walking back and looking at them and finally decided just to take a chance and buy them. I have been blessed (cursed) with being able to pick out something expensive from any pile of junk. My radar must still be working. These are from a very exclusive men's haberdasher in New York. They were located on 5th Avenue and during the seventies it was the place to see and be seen. The brand was started by a mother and daughter team that was legendary for their exclusive taste and distinction. Of course, the store is long gone. The building itself was replaced in the 80s by another hideous sky-scraper, but the legend of its owners continues. Whoever owned these shoes must have felt like a million bucks walking into that store and purchasing "the thing" of the time. They kept them all these years. They still had their original shoe trees inside. I have a few things of my own that I no longer wear but keep solely because they remind me of a wonderful time and place. I guess that is why I am a junker. I am always on the look out for the piece that tells me a story about its owners. I realize its always just speculation but Saturday I think I found one.