Saturday, March 17, 2007
I just bought two pairs of trousers. Unremarkable, you might think, but no. These are the first trousers I have bought in years that were not part of a suit and I bought them because of an old episode of Top Gear. I had become lost in a wilderness of jeans, interrupted only by occasional outcrops of suits. Then I found myself watching this ancient TG and I saw not the cars but three middle-aged men all dressed the same: jackets, untucked-in shirts (perhaps not Clarkson) and jeans, unstructured modern ones intended only for the young, whose still intact bodies require no expression or concealment in structured tailoring - witness the boyfriend trouser phenomenon. The spectacle was made even more grotesque by the show's penchant for low camera angles that make the hapless trio look like random piles of fabric. Trousers it is, I thought, and, like Captain Picard, I made it so.
Posted by Bryan Appleyard at 10:47 am