Alright, let me tell you about my journey with the Air Jordan 3 Black Cat.
It wasn’t one of those impulse buys, you know? This shoe, it had a bit of a mythos around it for me. I’d see pictures, read forum posts from way back. That all-black everything, the texture, it just stuck in my head.
So, the hunt began.
And let me tell you, it wasn’t a walk in the park. These weren’t sitting on shelves, not by a long shot. I remember spending hours, and I mean hours, scrolling through sneaker sites, marketplace apps, you name it. You type in “Air Jordan 3 Black Cat,” and you brace yourself for what pops up.
Some listings looked sketchy. Others, the prices were just… wow. It felt like digging for treasure, sometimes. You get your hopes up, then something’s off. Wrong size, condition not quite right, or the seller just disappears.
I even checked a few local consignment shops, thinking maybe, just maybe, I’d get lucky. Walked in, asked around, showed them pictures on my phone. Most of the time, I just got a shake of the head. “Rare bird, that one,” a guy told me once.
There were a couple of times I almost pulled the trigger on a pair, but something felt off. Call it gut feeling. And with these things, you gotta trust your gut, right?
Then, one evening, after who knows how many searches, a listing popped up. Looked legit. Price was still up there, make no mistake, but it felt… fair, considering. I messaged the seller, asked a ton of questions, requested more pictures. Went back and forth for a bit. Finally, I just decided, “Okay, let’s do this.”
The waiting part after hitting “buy” was something else. You know that feeling? Checking the tracking info like ten times a day.
When They Finally Arrived
The day the box landed on my doorstep, man, that was a good day. I didn’t tear into it like a maniac. I actually took my time. Got the box cutter, slit the tape neatly. Pulled out the Jordan box itself.
And there they were. Lifted the lid, peeled back the paper. That all-black look is just something else in person. Pictures don’t quite do it justice. The textures, the nubuck, the patent leather mudguard. I picked one up, felt the weight of it. Solid.
I spent a good while just looking them over. Every stitch, every detail. You notice things you don’t see in photos online. The subtle elephant print, also blacked out, is just super cool. It’s understated but definitely there.
First thing I did? Tried them on, of course. Laced them up carefully. Stood up, walked around the living room a bit. They felt good. Snug, like a Jordan 3 should, but comfortable. That visible Air unit in the heel, always loved that.
I didn’t wear them out immediately. For a few days, they just sat where I could see them. Sounds silly, maybe, but after all that searching, it was nice to just appreciate them.
Wearing them out for the first time was cool. They’re not flashy in a loud color kind of way, but they get noticed. If you know, you know, right? Got a few nods, a couple of “Nice kicks!” comments. That always feels good.
They’re not my everyday beaters, obviously. These are more for those times I want to wear something a little special, something I really appreciate. They clean up pretty well too, though I’m super careful with them. That nubuck can be tricky.
So yeah, that’s my Air Jordan 3 Black Cat story. A bit of a chase, a bit of a wait, but definitely worth it in the end. It’s more than just a sneaker; it’s a piece I hunted for, and now it’s a favorite in my rotation. Glad I went through the effort. They just have that timeless, mean look that I love.
