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

Geneva Airport

Combining RTs with a red tank top and a two-tone shirt (the "charlatan shirt" as I believe it's sometimes called) is definitely a first for LAMFRT.

He's obviously foreign, but I think it still counts.


  1. His shoes went off when he went through security so he had to take them off. Underneath? Red socks


  2. I'm fairly sure that's Father Christmas.