I was 15 when I bought my first pair of converse. I'd just started to listen to Green Day and Good Charlotte and Simple Plan and it was the first time in my life when I realised how what you wore could make a statement about who you were. Over the next few years I was to become one of those emo kids who wore red eyeshadow and a My Chemical Romance hoodie to school and a tartan skirt with striped knee socks at the weekend, but this was my first foray into that kind of dressing. I bought them from ebay. Pink converse hi tops. I adored them. I wouldn't even cut the label out of them for fear of ruining their authenticity. I then bought a black pair with pink edging with my first paycheck when I was 16. I remember saying "as soon as I get paid for the first time I'm buying those converse." My first pay didn't even stretch to their price, but I bought them anyway. Then my best friend Jenny and I bought matching black ones with bright coloured graffiti up the back, which we wore consistently through our first year of college. My next pair were green, bought on a trip to Florida when I was 17 when the dollar to pound ratio was so good that I didn't even question the unusual colour choice). For a few years my trainers ended up at the back of my wardrobe with my checkered Vans and old hoodies, but then in summer 2010 I read an article over at College Fashion, around the time I first started writing for them, which completely inspired me to get my converse out again. After an ill-advised attempt to wash my old hitops, which completely ruined them (and the still-intact label), I bought these.