A mishap with a bottle of Sun-In and clippers

Where do seagulls go to die?

It seems one has broken free from the flock and has come to the Twat Stomping ground, otherwise known as Shoreditch, to hang up the capri pants he clearly stole off his big sister. He must be suicidal at least to wear this get-up.

Starting from the top we have a hair “style” Kajagoogoo would be proud of, a heavy winter coat covering a scraggy untucked shirt which has seen better days, teamed with the 2009-ubiquitous men’s crop trousers (they’re flipping capri pants!), a flash of sexy bare ankle, and heavy boots. Of course, all this is nicely set off by a de-rigeur plastic bag, no doubt full of crack or whatever Shoreditch twats like to carry about.

A sartorial catastrophe of epic proportions. And in case you were wondering, it is a well known fact that seagulls are never seen at sea, except when they fly out there to die. We think it’s about time this one caught the train to Brighton.