Posing on the street in front of a food truck is exactly what this outfit deserves.
Remember when Abbey Crouch wore this look last week and did it better?
Sadly for him, they did.
Terrifying trousers on hot footballers is something we’ve had to get used to in our time, but Luis Figo has confounded us with his late, spectacular entry to the hall of shame. The former Real Madrid, Barcelona and Portugal international sported these spotty monstrosities whilst playing in the Abama Pro-Am Golf Tournament last week, and while golf trousers are notoriously heinous, we’re positive that not even serial style offender Ian Poulter would have gone near these things with a nine-iron.
Guti was also at the tournament, but compared to Figo, he was appropriately dressed for the gentlemanly occasion. Apart from his mad guru beard, he looked quite respectable actually.
It isn’t often we get to say that, now is it?
Some of our favourite trend mongers were out and about last Thursday, with Alex Gerrard turning unfashionable street tricks as a poster girl for Isabel Marant at brunch in the midmorning. Her top, necklace, bracelets, and horrific trainers were all courtesy of the French designer, which leads us to believe she got a Net-a-Porter gift card for Christmas and, being the fashion sheep that she is, went hog wild with whatever Vogue told her was popular.
But really, those trainers? We know they’re sold out from here to Timbuktu and every fashion editor is in a tizzy over them, but if they can make Alex Gerrard’s phenomenal legs look like sausages then they’re a life threatening problem.
Despite being voted the second best dressed man in Britain by GQ readers, you know that Mario Balotelli is our go-to guy for ‘Dressed At Gunpoint’ posts. So when planning a Manchester City-staff-in-bad-hats post this morning (yes, really), it was obvious that Super Mario would be a shoo-in for the win.
A disappointment for us then. But it’s good to see that his colleagues have gone to so much trouble to make up for his oversight.
Who wears the woolly warmer the worst, peeps?