I missed the young fillies!

I understand your point, FNB, but it looks like the event has such a heavy leavening of humour that it gets a pass. Judging by the (few) photos linked in the article, the 'chaps' themselves are dressed well but not historically, something the Capone Kids haven't yet figured out how to achieve.

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Splendid. I aspire to become a Chap one day.

Surely I'm not the only one who's reminded of this:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLgttg2olmU

I've never seen the actual magazine, only this:

http://www.thechap.net/

And that only because of the original Telegraph article on-line.

Another hilarious stunt by The Chaps:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/g2/story/0,,1644163,00.html

I can't stand those guys. One thing is to make mockery out of your own pretensions, but to drag perfectly innocent tweed down with you... It's all so cheap, ironic fogey with a lot of ugly British class positioning lurking behind.

Tweed: rough garment, can propably take it. Unlike for example the Nantucket reds, which the Swedish King was sporting the other day. (Can royals be trad?. Or are they born to that way? In that case an they ever be untrad, like Stephanie of Monaco? Who is the untadest royal? The Crown Prince of Bularia ot our own Mette Marit?)

Those pants are dead!

Last edited by the eggman (2007-07-24 21:06:25)

Why don't they, wear chaps  ?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Chap

The "Chappists" propose a revolution based not on violence or bomb-throwing, but on dressing and behaving very nicely indeed. They combine decadence with activism and have organised protests against modern art installations and vulgar corporations such as Gap, Starbucks and Surgical appliance. It could be argued that while Chappism is certainly sincere in its appreciation of British culture and its love of tradition it is none the less firmly rooted in the Situationist strand of anarchism with more than the occasional nod to Dada.

Though occasionally mistaken for a pamphlet reflecting the right-wing views of old Etonians, The Chap is very definitely a satirical operation, whose affection for some of the more absurd eccentricities of Britain's fading aristocracy can sometimes confuse its detractors. Indeed, absurdism seems to be its principal guiding force, as can be seen in its choice of 1950s knitting patterns as covers, combined with the subverted graphics of Freemasonry and Soviet propaganda.