Is this the new recession chic?
In such bewildering financial times, the fashion world tends to take a nosedive. Wives of bankers are refused the all clear to go mental in Zara, no one can afford nice shoes, and even pig-faced little princesses have had their allowances cut by half. The workplace is in fashion hell – men in sweat stained suits, post boys resorting to tracksuits as a two-fingered salute. On the streets, it’s anything goes. In that sense, these are exciting, vibrant times. Which is why we start thumping our chests wildly whenever we hear about an intriguing bargain. “I bought some dungarees,” said James, nervously, “I saw them, I looked at them, and I bought them – man’s dungarees, I bought them.” Once widely known as a symbol of lesbianism, or just being a child, James feels that dungarees should be reclaimed by the kind of worn-knuckled handymen they were originally designed for – or Dexys Midnight Runners fans. In our opinion, they look fantastic. So come on, James, how much for this bold and adventurous fashion suicide? “Eight quid!”
For dungarees? You what?
Just kidding. Fantastic sticking-it-to-the-recession!