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.
Friday, 30 November 2012
Zero Tolerance
In Canada, where this photo was taken, the police come down hard on socially divisive leg wear.
We wouldn't want it to get disproportionate of course, but something along these lines on the Kings Road from time to time might not be a bad idea...
Pimms
A bloke from Hull who's in a band
Geneva Airport
He's obviously foreign, but I think it still counts.
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Royal Cinque Ports Halford Hewitt Cup
Golf. What's wrong with just being called Nigel and driving a Ford Mondeo like every other golfer in England?
RAC races
Monday, 12 November 2012
C'nt Garden
You don't have to be posh to do the blue/red thing it seems.
Full marks to the sender, Tim, for bravery here.
Hipsters on the beach
Stop me if you've heard it...
Q: Why did the hipster burn himself on his pizza?
A: He ate it before it was cool.
There ain't no party like a South Ken party!
That looks a lot like a bottle of fizz and TWO pipes of Pringles to me.
And I don't think those are his everyday trousers. Oh no. I think those are his PARTAAY TROUSAAZ!
More churchwear
Another old-school posho with a good-looking wife at his child's Christening. (See here for the other one.)
Caught red-handed
Many thanks to Leigh for this one. Apparently getting his mate to stand in the shot wasn't an entirely successful ruse. Said the red-trousered man on finishing his call (who we can only assume has grown six inches since he bought this pair) "I hope you got a good one, you cunt!" Good enough matey, good enough.
Saturday, 10 November 2012
Thank you again!
Particular apologies to anyone who over the last couple of months has sent in one of those emails along the lines of, "My mate/girlfriend/daughter sent in a picture of me looking like a first-class tosser, and while I can just about see the funny side (no really, ahahahaha) please please please please please take it down". I haven't read your message yet, but I will do very soon. (I'll probably ignore it obviously, but still).
Also, if you find yourself chasing your quarry around a shopping centre or similar and the pictures keep coming out blurry, a video might be worth a try...
Wedding gatecrasher
Now we've had RTs at a wedding before of course (see here), but I'm told this bloke was definitely not invited. Judging by his trousers (and, let's be honest, facial hair) I'm prepared to believe it.
Farlows
According to its website, this Pall Mall fly-fishing shop has been "supplying the country connoisseur since 1840" (or rather, "Supplying the Country Connoisseur Since 1840 "). It looks like the man in the green jumper has been refused admission and is threatening to stand there all day being annoying.