The Shoe Rules Every Pair of Trousers Follows
My dad text me a photo of himself at my cousin’s wedding, no caption, just the picture. Grey suit, decent tie, and on his feet a pair of white trainers…
My dad text me a photo of himself at my cousin’s wedding, no caption, just the picture. Grey suit, decent tie, and on his feet a pair of white trainers…
Socks have got a reputation for being the one thing in a man’s wardrobe you’re not meant to think about at all. Buy a multipack, wear whatever comes out the…
A few winters back I turned up to a pub quiz in a pair of olive wide wale cords I was properly pleased with, found for four quid at a…
The ironing board’s been up since half six, telly on low, and I’m working through a bag of shirts I picked up over about six weeks without really meaning to,…
I counted last month, out of pure nosiness about my own habits rather than anything more scientific, and the same pair of white trainers left the house with me on…
The cardigan’s got a reputation problem, and it’s not really the cardigan’s fault. Everyone treats it like the granddad garment, something you inherit rather than choose, and then when they…
The reputation a denim jacket carries is that it only really does one thing well, and that thing is standing at a bus stop looking like you peaked around 1994.…
There’s a rail at the Sunday market in Barras that I’d walked past about four times before I actually stopped at it, because from the end it looked like nothing,…
I found a pair of genuine 1970s boxers at a car boot in Barrhead a few years back, still in decent nick, cotton gone soft the way only forty years…
My mate Ross texted me a photo from inside a JD Sports changing bit, a pair of 990s on his feet, asking “are these actually worth eighty quid or am…