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.

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Blue shoes blue socks red trousers


  1. Young conservative with bright future. Has mastered the leaning forward "Really? How interesting" pose, which will stand him in good stead for dealing with constituents.

  2. hahahahhahhahaa ^

  3. He is like, so, totally saying "Ok, yaaaaaahhhhh" with all the sincerity of, I dunno, Jordan or something.