and putting up shelves, the actor Pee wee Herman walked in and asked for a
couple of pairs. “It was total word of mouth,” Fitzgerald remembers.
In 1995, the company sold 430,000 pairs of the classic Hush Puppies,
and the next year it sold four times that, and the year after that still more,
until Hush Puppies were once again a staple of the wardrobe of the young
American male. In 1996, Hush Puppies won the prize for best accessory at
the Council of Fashion Designers awards dinner at Lincoln Center, and the
president of the firm stood up on the stage with Calvin Klein and Donna
Karan and accepted an award for an achievement that—as he would be the
first to admit—his company had almost nothing to do with. Hush Puppies
had suddenly exploded, and it all started with a handful of kids in the East
Village and Soho.
How did that happen? Those first few kids, whoever they were, weren’t
deliberately trying to promote Hush Puppies. They were wearing them
precisely because no one else would wear them. Then the fad spread to two
fashion designers who used the shoes to peddle something else—haute
couture. The shoes were an incidental touch. No one was trying to make
Hush Puppies a trend. Yet, somehow, that’s exactly what happened. The
shoes passed a certain point in popularity and they tipped. How does a thirty
dollar pair of shoes go from a handful of downtown Manhattan hipsters and
designers to every mall in America in the space of two years?
1.
There was a time, not very long ago, in the desperately poor New York City
neighborhoods of Brownsville and East New York, when the streets would
turn into ghost towns at dusk. Ordinary working people wouldn’t walk on
the sidewalks. Children wouldn’t ride their bicycles on the streets. Old folks
wouldn’t sit on stoops and park benches. The drug trade ran so rampant and
gang warfare was so ubiquitous in that part of Brooklyn that most people
would take to the safety of their apartment at nightfall. Police officers who
served in Brownsville in the 1980s and early 1990s say that, in those years,
as soon as the sun went down their radios exploded with chatter between
beat officers and their dispatchers over every conceivable kind of violent
and dangerous crime. In 1992, there were 2,154 murders in New York City
and 626,182 serious crimes, with the weight of those crimes falling hardest