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.
This HAS to be ironic. It HAS to be.
ReplyDeleteWhat with the blazers, the coloured socks and the Gucci loafers, though, it is still pretty bloody impressive.
ReplyDeleteIt all looks pretty co-rdinated according to me.... looking fine though all of you... except for one in particular?
ReplyDeleteMade in Chelsea but ott
ReplyDeletebastard smart. what a pleasure! whoever these Flashmen are, they seem excellent fellows
ReplyDeleteHired help...?
ReplyDeleteCorrect in every form of the game.
ReplyDeletePerfect form
ReplyDeleteThese chaps have made their way into the Swedish press: http://stockholm.etc.se/kronika/byxan-till-framgang
ReplyDeletein order .. the brunette on the right, then the blonde on the left, then the blonde in the middle if I've got any energy left.
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