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, 4 May 2012


4 comments:

  1. The teletubbies have infested their nether regions! Which is tinky winky, that IS the question...

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  2. Holy shit, that is a blinding set of f*cking red trousers.
    Well done that man

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  3. Love it!!! Fabulous set of primary colours and even better in person !!!
    Haha look great boys!

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  4. It's Harry!

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