From South Ken to Shoreditch, from Jermyn Street to Mare Street – these days anyone that’s anyone is wearing red trousers.

If you want your leg-coverings to let the world know that you’ve got a few quid and don’t care who knows it, or that you have some big ideas about what’s on at the ICA right now - or simply that you are completely insane (but in a mainly non-stabby way) - then you’d better get your wife or girlfriend to take those jeans and chinos down to the charity shop post-haste!

Because there’s only one type of trousers you’ll be wanting to wear, and that’s RED TROUSERS. In fact - if you can’t wear red trousers you’d be better off wearing NO TROUSERS AT ALL. That’s what I say.

Thursday, 28 April 2011

Good chap. Good trousers.


  1. And he has a signet ring ... obviously a member of the aristocracy ... or a straightforward cunt

  2. I saw this guy once it the Loop Bar in London. He has a booming red trouser voice and drinks G&T's! Could be an army boy or a teacher..

  3. A chop ring. Fantastic.

  4. Straight out of OTC, jez you legend