My first pair of Hunter rain boots actually came from my grandmother, who has an incredibly sharp eye for great shoes (and zero patience for flimsy ones). When I was a teenager, she bought me a pair of tall Hunters in a glossy light silver. They were practical, of course, but also strangely cool-metallic enough to feel a little dramatic, subtle enough to still work with everything in my wardrobe.
The first shirt arrives in green with red and white trim, an unmistakable nod to the Mexican flag and the national team's kits. A sleek black-and-gold design and a crisp white-and-wine-red jersey recall Mexico's classic away kits, while the warm wine-and-gold shirt harkens back to the era before El Tri switched to green home kits in the late 1950s.