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.

Friday, 15 July 2011

Hunting (for chavs)

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5 comments:

  1. Anonymous19 July 2011 at 13:13

    Simple and delicious

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  2. new world man19 July 2011 at 16:31

    I once met this chap ... at the very TOP of the list !!

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  3. Anonymous23 July 2011 at 10:34

    This chap is CEO of creating 'THE LIST'...

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  4. Anonymous23 July 2011 at 16:16

    I say raaathe!

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  5. Anonymous11 August 2011 at 16:57

    Is that James Bunkin?

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