Kith Reunites With PUMA on the New H-Street Model
Kithhas officially reprised its partnership withPUMA. The duo are back in action together and are already treating sneakerheads to a drop, featuring two monochromatic makeovers of the newH-Streetsneaker for theKith Womenbrand. The model looks back to the Harambee, a '90s track spike from PUMA, to inform its slender design. Additionally, this project arrives just after the H-Street debuted as part of a collaboration withOPEN YY.
Two colorways of the H-Street see the sneaker don looks of 'Espresso' and 'Black.' The former offers a combination of a mesh upper and suede Formstrip in a rich dark brown whereas the 'Black' pair begins with a leather base and stacks suede branding atop it. The Kith crest has been embroidered at both the toe cap and heel while also appearing at the sockliner branding.
Both of the Kith Women x PUMA H-Street colorways are available now exclusively at the Kith Women flagship in New York City. As for the global launch, it is scheduled to take place tomorrow, June 27, via Kith channels worldwide, including the brand's website, with pairs priced at $110 USD.
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