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.

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

The Red Baron

You're only as old as the scooter you ride...  And are those red/pink-tinted spectacles?


  1. Love the website!

    I normally just wear white flannels but every now and then my farmers would flare up and I'd have to go out looking like a jap flag. Not any more thanks to my new RT's!

  2. Disappointed at the the lack of snazzy socks, but on the whole a thoroughly pleasing image

  3. Looks like the pink specs are his 'driving' specs as he has his 'street' pair tucked away in his top pocket, look.

  4. Mustard shoes set the RTs off beautifully.

  5. He's riding a Jap bike shocking, is this Croydon?