A collection of photographs in celebration of the vibrant and burgeoning red-trousered communities of London and elsewhere.
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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.
Monday, 5 December 2011
Strangers on a bridge
Wonderful! Try as they might, these two simply couldn't ignore each other. The man in the orange trousers was, perhaps unsurprisingly, Dutch.
What a fine pair they make !!
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT!!!!!
ReplyDeleteBit of a clash - enough to make your hair/stone curl muchty man
ReplyDeleteI reckon the Dutch guy made the first move
ReplyDeleteKijk mijn fucking rode broeken!
ReplyDeleteWearing red trousers isn't his only strange habit.
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