There's a reason Red Wing Heritage Boots uses the name "heritage" everywhere. It's on their blog, their website, their Instagram, their logos, everything!
Heritage is what supports and substantiates Red Wing's name and amazing company. Started in 1905 and going full throttle today, they're a serious company to be reckoned with.
My heritage is Red Wing. My father wore Red Wings, my grandfather obviously did, too. Now, it's my turn. I have many friends who's heritage is Red Wing as well. It's a rite of passage almost, to not only know about Red Wing but to carry on the tradition of wearing these amazing boots.
The huge double bonus is they're all hand-crafted and made in the USA.
My father had three girls, and I'm a little late to carrying on the "heritage" of Red Wing, but I'm here now! And what's really done it for me is the women's line they brought back. (I'd like one of each please, thanks.)
Don't get me wrong. I love the more masculine line, if not prefer it. There is a pair of "Iron Rangers" with my name on it (eventually).
But, I have patience.
And when Red Wing re-introduced their women's line -- most of the boots based on boots they made (or would have made) back in the 30s and 40s -- I about nearly died.
You see, I'm a vintage wearer and the Red Wing line is vintage-based. These boots I'm wearing are the holy grail. Actually, ALL OF THEM are the holy grail.
I bought the "Clara." Couldn't be happier, such a 40s looking shoe, but made as a boot. The most comfortable boot I have ever worn. Ever. No break in period, just all comfort. I equate them to slippers with a heal.
I just saw that they came out with one called the "Faye." I'm really dying now because I could quite literally wear the "Faye" with some of the vintage dresses I own and wear today.
Okay, well there's your tiny history lesson about Red Wing, and my family history and now I need to think about how I'm going to get the rest of the boots.
I really need to go back and look at my father's old pictures. I'm sure there's one of him wearing his Red Wings, and his father wearing his.
I don't think of this as a Red Wing psychosis. I think of it as history; as heritage in my veins. And because of the vintage history of my family as well as the fact that I wear vintage, I think I can safely say that this isn't an addiction, but a happy place in my mind I like to call: infatuation.
-HJS
Heritage is what supports and substantiates Red Wing's name and amazing company. Started in 1905 and going full throttle today, they're a serious company to be reckoned with.
My heritage is Red Wing. My father wore Red Wings, my grandfather obviously did, too. Now, it's my turn. I have many friends who's heritage is Red Wing as well. It's a rite of passage almost, to not only know about Red Wing but to carry on the tradition of wearing these amazing boots.
The huge double bonus is they're all hand-crafted and made in the USA.
My father had three girls, and I'm a little late to carrying on the "heritage" of Red Wing, but I'm here now! And what's really done it for me is the women's line they brought back. (I'd like one of each please, thanks.)
Don't get me wrong. I love the more masculine line, if not prefer it. There is a pair of "Iron Rangers" with my name on it (eventually).
But, I have patience.
And when Red Wing re-introduced their women's line -- most of the boots based on boots they made (or would have made) back in the 30s and 40s -- I about nearly died.
I bought the "Clara." Couldn't be happier, such a 40s looking shoe, but made as a boot. The most comfortable boot I have ever worn. Ever. No break in period, just all comfort. I equate them to slippers with a heal.
I just saw that they came out with one called the "Faye." I'm really dying now because I could quite literally wear the "Faye" with some of the vintage dresses I own and wear today.
Okay, well there's your tiny history lesson about Red Wing, and my family history and now I need to think about how I'm going to get the rest of the boots.
I really need to go back and look at my father's old pictures. I'm sure there's one of him wearing his Red Wings, and his father wearing his.
I don't think of this as a Red Wing psychosis. I think of it as history; as heritage in my veins. And because of the vintage history of my family as well as the fact that I wear vintage, I think I can safely say that this isn't an addiction, but a happy place in my mind I like to call: infatuation.
-HJS
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