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.

Friday, 23 December 2011

A trouser for ALL occasions

Perhaps someone can beat this with a shot of someone wearing red trousers at a funeral?

10 comments:

  1. He may not have got the memo - morning dress, baggy trousers - but at least his RTs fit him. If anything, a little TOO well.

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  2. Between his trousers and the other gent's headdress, this may be the greatest wedding of all time.

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  3. Do you think they are all looking at the Helicopter hovering, whilst the Fashion police SWAT team drop in to "have a word"

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  4. Oh Lordy. The other gentleman's headdress is supberb. So distracted by the RT that i didnt even notice it at first.

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    1. hahaha glad someone else noticed, wth??

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  5. A ha ha ha ha ha! Monsieur Henri de Pantalon-Rouge you are a GENIUS.

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  6. Could it be that they're all shielding their eyes from a massive pair of bright RTs, looming over the horizon?

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  7. I hope RT is not the groom, poor bride! Lots of little RT's soon!

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  8. What about the magnificent tribal headdress on the fellow at left?

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  9. So many crazy things are going on in this picture, in addition to the RTs. Tie, no tie. Vests. Plumage. Half the people looking into the distance while the bride and the old gentleman are looking down, as if searching for change. I have no way to bring all those elements together in a way that makes sense.

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