During my ten hour stint at an East London pub this weekend for the Euros, I took a brief nap underneath a ping pong table. Relevant? Yes. Because during my time on the floor, I had a clear frame of the legs and feet of everyone in the pub. A proper mise-en-scène. And you know what I noticed? Jorts. Jorts (jean or denim shorts for the portmanteau-uninitiated) everywhere. Jorts and high socks. Jorts and biker boots. Jorts with little carabiners attached to keys and pocket chains. Jorts as far as the eye could see.
Jorts, whether you like it or not, are the undisputed fashion item of the summer. And you can see why, with intermittent rain and confusingly high winds popping by to ruin our days every other hour. But jorts can handle it all. Throw any element at them, and they’re still confusingly chic.
