Does It Matter If Trousers Are Womens?
My brother rang me up a few years back to tell me, with some satisfaction, that he’d found the perfect fit trouser at last. Straight leg, decent weight of cotton,…
My brother rang me up a few years back to tell me, with some satisfaction, that he’d found the perfect fit trouser at last. Straight leg, decent weight of cotton,…
My mum ironed a shirt for me before my first big brand meeting, the one with the collar that curled up at the corners like it was trying to escape,…
My mate Danny sent me a photo last month of a pair of Vans slip ons, dead simple, checkerboard, asking if they were “girls shoes or not” because his sister…
Found them on a Sunday, tucked under a trestle table at the market where I usually go for jackets, not gear. A pair of Burton boots, purple flash down the…
I had a bloke come into the shop sometime in the late eighties holding two coats, identical as far as I could tell, insisting one of them was “wrong.” Turned…
My sister asked me to grab her a pair of trainers off a shelf at work, said she was a size six, and I stood there like an idiot doing…
A colleague on my floor, the one who irons his shirts at his desk with a travel iron he keeps in a drawer like it’s a normal thing to own,…
Found a pair of leather sandals at the Sunday market back in June, tan, proper thick sole, the kind that’s been resoled at least once by the look of the…