A great sneaker makes or breaks an outfit. And whether you want something chunky and colorful or monochrome and minimal, opting for a brand new silhouette is the last piece of the puzzle to make sure you feel good about what you’re wearing. From Asics to Louis Vuitton, we rounded up the best launches of 2026 (so far). —Krista Jones, senior director, commerce and partnerships
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From the best collabs on the market to pairs you should be wearing everyday.
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So far, 2026’s sneaker drops are looking cool, wearable, and very inspired by shoe-wearing in the great outdoors. Style-wise, we're looking at more retrofuturistic details—big, air-filled midsoles with slick silver detailing—and cool designer collaborations on some old-school favorites. Plus, some notable sneaker drops, like Pharrell’s Louis Vuittons and Thom Browne’s first Asics. Color-wise, we're sticking with neutral, earthy, and jewel tones, leaning into yellowy parchment off-whites rather than stark white-white.
These sneakers tend toward year-round wearability, and we appreciate that some of these are mindful of outdoor wear and tear, with waterproof uppers, oversized waffle lugs, and grippy outsoles.
These are some cool, understated sneakers that we can actually see ourselves wearing: comfortable designs, cool materials, and muted colors.
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The beauty of Yellowstone’s rolling mountain ranges faded and the characters’ dedication to persevere against all odds suddenly wasn’t a quality shared by their off-screen counterparts. As the Duttons fought to protect the American dream, the evils of the modern world prevailed behind the scenes. A feud over contracts and film schedules led to a rushed and haphazardly written series finale. Even worse? Yellowstone’s sequel spinoff, Marshals, turned one of the show’s leading characters into another cog in cable’s boring churn of task force procedurals. But just as the fire appeared to dim on Yellowstone’s future forever, Dutton Ranch rolled out a story surprisingly worthy of carrying the torch.
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Bruce Springsteen—man, myth, rock demigod—materializes at a mic as if beamed to it from beyond the clouds, drawing thunderous applause from the sold-out crowd in Phoenix’s Mortgage Matchup Center. Springsteen is decked in a pinstripe shirt and a tie beneath a vest and slim jeans and has traded his once-standard rocker boots for a pair of big-soled running shoes. He’s backed by a 19-member version of the E Street Band, whose ranks tonight include guitarist Tom Morello of Rage Against the Machine, a catalyst for this tour.
Gandering around the arena—I count more Black folks on stage than I see in the crowd, not to mention scant brown people—I have questions about Springsteen’s fans, about what their monolithic nature bespeaks of their paradigms.
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