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.
Toff in shouting trousers
ReplyDeleteThey maybe wearing red trousers but all these Red Trouser Men seem to get Gorgeous Birds!
ReplyDeleteThat's because if you wear red trousers the owner instantly turns into a 'fitty' and girls are unable to resist that crimson glow.. !!
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Ps. Why do you think this blog is so popular with the ladies!!!
That bird on the left looks like she's pissed herself...
ReplyDeleteAre you sure they're not just standing adjacent to Gorgeous Birds?
ReplyDeleteTry not to stand above a damp patch when having your picture taken in a short skirt . . . .
ReplyDeleteWhy are they playing darts outside?
ReplyDeletegreat photo !
ReplyDeletered trousers = anglo-Norman = moolah = birds
ReplyDeleteSo obvs en vacances. Real French men play petanque in the nuddy pants.
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