Sundays are often seen as a day of rest, but I prefer the opposite. I like being around people and taking unexpected paths. For me, Sundays are about going with the flow, which is why I tend to keep my plans open. I want the freedom to linger under a tree if it feels right or to watch the water as long as the light dances beautifully on its surface.

On Sundays, I don’t want to be anywhere in particular—I just want to be free and let the day unfold naturally.

One time at a flea market in Munich, I was lost in thought, admiring a few old vases, when a stranger struck up a conversation. He told me that with my outfit, I could go anywhere—day or night. I was wearing slightly loose corduroy pants, a white shirt, and loafers.

He went on to say that he had inherited this look from his father—though he himself was dressed head-to-toe in functional outdoor gear, which made us both laugh. In that moment, we felt connected, both thinking of our fathers.

The only downside to the dad look? It can sometimes feel a little too old-fashioned. The trick? Wear the loafers with thick white tennis socks.

It was about eight years ago—maybe even on a Sunday walk, though I can’t say for sure. Munich itself has a certain Sunday-like feel to it. Either way, I unexpectedly found myself in conversation with Fritz Unützer and was immediately fascinated by the way he was redefining the company’s tradition in his own unique way.

At the time, Fritz had just launched his first sneaker collection in Italy, while also showing deep appreciation for the classical art of shoemaking. A few days after we met, I asked my mother in Hamburg if she knew Unützer.

“Yes, of course,” she said. “Unützer makes a very special shoe—flat, yet incredibly elegant.”

I love taking long walks on Sundays. Everything feels a little slower, a little different—you can carry a newspaper under your arm without ever feeling the need to read it.

In Munich, my favorite route is along the Isar River, especially the stretch between Flaucher and Großhesseloher Bridge. In Hamburg, I enjoy walking along the Elbe between Övelgönne and Teufelsbrück. And in Berlin, a Sunday walk is usually just an excuse to search for a good restaurant that’s still open in the afternoon.

By breaking it. If a pair of pants feels too formal, Asics can make them more relaxed. And if a 501 seems a bit uninspired, a bold Budapest-style shoe can elevate it into the classic it truly is.

You can throw on just about anything, but I always pay attention to good shoes—both on myself and on others. Shoes say a lot about the person wearing them. What kind of shoes do they choose to walk through life in? Do they follow trends? Are their shoes well cared for? Do they have a story? Do they dare to stand out?