Got a pair of jeans in Penney's that outlasted my Wranglers. Its the arse that's in them that makes them look cheap, John. You need to going to places like St Tropez if you want to avoid the geebags.
My last trip to Menorca off-peak ended in disaster with all the Chav's from Glasgow and other kips throwing their kids into the pools to get a chance to skull a few bevvies, and that was before they'd checked in. One fellow had Martin O'Neill's Celtic team that got to the Uefa final tattooed on his back. "Cost ma 3 grand bigun'...aye, fuckin' magic", he proudly told me over a breakfast of Snap, Crackle and Cerveza. Most of the older crowd looked like the Royle family crossed with Johnny Vegas with their treble chins and rolling mounds of cellulite. Women weighed down from prolapsed wombs after pushing out 12 chavs before their back-doors collapsed....no fucking thanks...never again.