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 21 August 2011

The man on the right - he looks like that guy who used to present match of the day or something...?

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  2. It's his uncle

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  3. Isn't that Chris Huhne on the right?

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  4. It could be Swiss Tony's dad on the right.

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  5. pahahahahahahhaa

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  6. I think you will find the man on the right is Geoff Hoon, asking the RT wearer if he would mind awfully taking some speeding points for him

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  7. This might be my favorite.. The composition of the dreamily pensive older guy and the vivacious but kind of embarrassed red head is just something!

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