I have a bad addiction. Most don't think it's bad, but I know it is. I've went to bed hungry just to have the satisfaction of knowing the hottest shits are on my feet. I saw a post on a fellow blogger's page, and felt challenged...nothing serious though. I know that nobody was touching me in Clayton...so since I'm done torturing them, I have a bigger territory to mark. I'll be residing permenantly in the heart of Atlanta, after this short vacay I'm on. So all you "so-called" sneaker heads get ready to get styled on...ya dig.