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.

Sunday, 21 August 2011


"If I take my trousers off, will you throw them away for me?"

"Sorry guv that's hazardous materials. I'd love to, I really would, but the council won't let us. Health and Safety."


  1. Hilarious! Il scherzo e' bellissima.
    "A fake italian"

  2. I know double denim was in last year, but we can't take it. Put the red blazer in the charity shop over the road if you can't face it any more.