Yet such is my predicament one freezing Monday in December, as I stand in the chill winds of King's Cross, London, wearing little more than a pair of tights. Can these ball-crunching jodhpur variants really be the next thing in male fashion, I ask Albus, a balding builder from Lithuania?
Yet such is my predicament one freezing Monday in December, as I stand in the chill winds of King's Cross, London, wearing little more than a pair of tights. Technically, they're not even tights. They are male leggings, or in the parlance de nos jours , "meggings" — they are to leggings what mankinis are to bikinis.
Quite why leggings have to be gendered in this way is a moot point. We all have legs — boys and girls. It's not like ladies' leggings are called feggings. Meggings, the fashion press alleges, are the next male trend: Now, we hear, said storm is heading for Britain Uniqlo and Nordstrom are among the brands already stocking them.
It is in testing this outlandish claim that I find myself shivering next to Regent's Canal, wearing a pair of black, skin-tight leggings emblazoned with the brand Boy London's logo. Can these ball-crunching jodhpur variants really be the next thing in male fashion, I ask Albus, a balding builder from Lithuania? It's a personal choice. Unlikely as it seems, could the fashion press have got this one wrong? But, Johnston cautions, they are not for everyone.
You'll look like an avocado on matchsticks. L ast week I set off on a two-days-and-two-nights tights-wearing odyssey. Because tights for men are a thing.
I know this for two reasons: Also — I have come to understand — not only are tights nice and snug, but they were originally intended for us men anyway, in all our swashbuckling Tudor glory. His interest in tights was piqued, he explains, in his early teens: After that he started treating himself to the occasional pair of tights, long before the advent of internet shopping: Although no one ever said anything, and I do recall one or two assistants actually being very, very helpful.
I wonder if Thomas Cromwell had one of these too? So soft, so silky, the sort of thing Marie Antoinette might wear. You only need to go to an art gallery to see that from the middle ages onwards hose was always very accepted.