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.

Thursday 28 June 2012

Steve





















On his way back from the Polo I'm told.

Nassau airport business class lounge


Baron's Court

Taking the ironic toff-hipster thing a bit far...

Holiday Grandpa





















It's heartbreaking: you work hard all your life, try to bring your children up the right way - and they end up wearing green shorts.

More blue suede shoes

If you're struggling to get a decent picture of your target, do as this photographer did and follow 'em to the bogs!

A kind of jockey



Caption competition?


It's Raspberry Meringue-head Play School Conference Sailor!


Retarded Hipster Cowboy

I shouldn't call him retarded. He's probably not - it's only because he's on a swing, smiling. It was the sender's chosen subject line, and I think it should stay.

If he is actually retarded, then double sorry.

Proper red


An American harpsichordist


Saul Milton


Saturday 9 June 2012

Manbag madman


Another tube hipster


Chipping Norton




































"I think he might have clocked me" writes Will.

I think so too. Good work!


Two-tones

We haven't had many hipsters recently. Not sure whether that's because they've stopped wearing them or because they're less amusing or what, but this bloke is top drawer.

By no means a standard Dalston get-up - but a big wally hipster nonetheless. And a solid are-you-taking-a-photo scowl as well.

Full marks to the anonymous sender.

"Little rooster crowing - there must be something on his mind."