A collection of photographs in celebration of the vibrant and burgeoning red-trousered communities of London and elsewhere.
Contributions gratefully received at lamfrt@gmail.com
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.
Sunday, 19 August 2012
Drinking trousers
Thank you to Simon H for this one. I haven't been told precisely what happened next, but I think we can make an educated guess.
The personification of "losing it"
ReplyDeleteWhat a mess!
ReplyDeleteEnjoying the serious signet ring action on display - clearly a points multiply when scoring RTs in the toff category.
ReplyDeleteNerd Bouncewalker.
ReplyDeleteHas he wet himself?
ReplyDelete"Help!...I'm shrinking"
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