A collection of photographs in celebration of the vibrant and burgeoning red-trousered communities of London and elsewhere. Contributions gratefully received at lamfrt@gmail.com
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.
LOOK AT ME, I HAVE A HEDGE FUND!
ReplyDeleteIt's not red, it's pink. Makes it worst actually.
ReplyDeletethat's not 'pink'..... it is patently a deep salmon.
ReplyDeleteWhilst recently on holiday at a caravan park in Cornwall, I visited Rock, my expectations raised by torrid tabloid tales of toffs-gone-wild.
ReplyDeleteI anticipated the last days of Sodom, with braying up to eleven; what I actually got was a rainy car park, and a stilted conversation with a pensioner in the public toilets (about a cement mixer).
ian woosnam ?
ReplyDeleteThey're Nantucket Red rip-offs. Ignorant commoners.
ReplyDeleteArr the Shockeye Salmon pink! Ralph Lauren 2006! great vintage
ReplyDeleteThe man clearly has great taste; Salmon pink beyond question. Fequently seen at the corner table in Steins enjoying lobster and Doombar in huge quantities.
ReplyDeleteI know this chap his name is Nick Baker and he used to own the brewery that made Doombar bee
ReplyDeleteThis Chap is Nick Baker used to own the brewery in Rock sold Doombar for millions !!
ReplyDeleteNot red trousers but pink pajamas and slippers - poor uncle has escaped the from the nursing home again.
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