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.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
Rye Golf Club
If you thought golf was all about top-of-the-range Mondeos and men called Nigel, think again...
Those pink trousers must surely be the lower half of a velour leisure suit. What horrific combo with the Harris tweed jacket. Like Kerry Katona was sawn in half and reattached to Prince Charles.
The red trouser phenomenon has been at the more traditional golf clubs for years. Always been a mystery to me. Have tried to figure out why to no avail, some kind of public school thing? Was quite surprised to see Johnny Hipster take it on board as I made my way through Shoreditch to Brick Lane. My first ever pair arrived in the post yesterday.
I wonder what their handicaps are? (besides wearing red trousers)
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What an ugly bunch!
ReplyDeleteThose are cracking shoes....
ReplyDeleteA trio of raspberry puddings
ReplyDeleteWelcome to this year's collection by the British Army- sorry, welcome to EVERY year's collection... ;)
ReplyDeleteThey're probably still called Nigel.
ReplyDeleteIs that a Boris behind them?
ReplyDeleteThose pink trousers must surely be the lower half of a velour leisure suit. What horrific combo with the Harris tweed jacket. Like Kerry Katona was sawn in half and reattached to Prince Charles.
ReplyDeleteThe one on the left looks more like a drawing from a game of Consequences than a real person.
ReplyDeleteAnyone notice chappy at the back looking really rather angry....?
ReplyDeleteBut why is Charles Spencer in the background pointing his finger like it's a gun?
ReplyDeleteI think its boris Johnson in the background actually.
ReplyDeleteThe red trouser phenomenon has been at the more traditional golf clubs for years. Always been a mystery to me. Have tried to figure out why to no avail, some kind of public school thing? Was quite surprised to see Johnny Hipster take it on board as I made my way through Shoreditch to Brick Lane. My first ever pair arrived in the post yesterday.
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