Converse All-Stars are engaged in saintly work. They cradle feet. They take up our unwieldiness and plant us flat on the pavement, paint us with plainness, help us notice our feet less so that we can walk more naturally. Age does the same thing for us, the longer we navigate our bodies, the less likely we are to crash into others without leaving a note, an apology, the formula for antimatter. Converse is the brand of youthful resistance to behaving. Behave, we have all been scolded, as if there is only one way to act appropriately. Converse, the brand of willfully not committing to a singular purpose. Shoes are purpose converted into textile, canvas, rubber, leather, metal. How do we plan to get anywhere. We talk our bodies into acting how we’d like them to in the language of clothing. How beautifully we converse.