Since their launch in 2015, Yeezys have consistently been some of the hardest-to-get sneakers on the market. Kids lined up, sites crashed, fans took Ls, resale prices soared. The machine in action! But all good things must come to an end—and maybe a cataclysmic one. Because surely this dude casually returning a pair of Yeezys to the Footlocker on 34th Street in Manhattan is the first horseman of the sneaker apocalypse.
From the New Sneakerhead Bible, Book of Revelation: And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Stan, and Hype followed with him.
Just look at those employees' faces. The expression might seem like bemusement, but it's actually abject terror. And though I can't independently verify that one of them posted this next shot, my money's on yes:
Here's the thing: 350 V2s aren't moving like they used to. Currently, the "Butter" iteration is sitting at just $71 above retail on StockX. That's a far cry from the hundreds of dollars in profit that used to await resellers. But returning to the store? Really?
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