Having just read my esteemed colleague’s answer above, and having looked even harder than I already have at the lead image of this piece, I think I might have to change my angle somewhat. They’re comfy! Ventilated! And allow me to show off a tattoo I got in lockdown on my right-hand thigh, specifically placed so that I could show it off in the summer, sprawled outside a Tottenham warehouse at six in the morning.īy Teo van den Broeke, Style And Grooming Director Now there is nothing more glorious in my life than putting on a pair of short shorts (which, almost by the very nature of their design, means I’ll also be in a jockstrap) and a tiny crop top and hitting a nightclub. The same internal voice that told me mesh was unsightly and taking your top off in a club was narcissistic. But you know who told me I’m not supposed to? Me, myself and I. Short shorts are not supposed to be something I wear. Listen: I’m not exactly a beanpole of a guy. The muscled bodies and erotica-adjacent style of queerness wasn’t trying to say I wasn’t good enough it was simply saying that this was something men could, potentially, be. As time has gone by, however, I’ve realised that the problem was never the men wearing short shorts, but entirely in myself: if a man wants to wear the tightest, highest set of Ellesse shorts for London Pride, the only person they are making a statement about is themselves.
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