Towers of London.
Seriously though. I know they’re a tongue in cheek outfit, but do people think they’re sexy?
Noticed these folk at various outdoor musical extravaganzas last summer and – pleasant enough though they seemed to be – it was very difficult not to laugh out loud, continuously, in their faces. There’s only so ironic that leopard-print tights on a man can actually be.
I think the fact that I found myself looking on incredulously as women drooled and draped themselves over the bighaired ones is probably proof that I am now part of the out-of-touch generation.
If this were the 50s, I imagine I’d have insisted on filming Elvis from the waist up.