With the weather having been unbearably warm at times this season, you would think it difficult to bare being in a Suit. However maybe your perception of a suit is too narrow, as it seems that 2014 is seeing short suits becoming the trendy choice, with the Business Insider telling it's readers that they are just fine! So here at TTC, we thought that we'd see if this is the case.

Having purchased the jackets online, and the shorts from Cardiff city centre, James and I were ready for our night out. Once again I had found that the shorts I'd chosen were rather tight around the thigh, whilst being large around the waste. It seems that the gentry of the 21st century have oddly shaped lower halves (or its just me), i.e. even the fatties of today have skinny legs. Therefore bending my leg to do up my shoelaces proved to be a breathtaking experience (literally). This wasn't helped by the fact that my Chinese bought Jacket (sold as XXL) happened to be as tight as sin, thereby making my entire outfit as tight as the Cloaca of a Boa Constrictor. Despite this, I managed to dress myself and get to the Gatekeeper to meet James.

During my walk down, a random stranger walked up to me and asked 'do you even lift?'; obviously noticing that my outfit was one he was unfamiliar with. The answer was an obvious one, yes; as every day I work tirelessly to lift the common man's trendiness by providing insight into what classy outfits are accessible to them. Yet the only thing this Chap lifted was a needle to inject himself with some sort of street drug; either that or he had cancer!

Whilst in the Gatekeeper, James and I were on everyone's radar. Eyes were mentally noting the trends we were pulling off, and we were even grabbing the attention of a hen do. The hen was intrigued by our short suits, and I can only imagine thinking how much better the groomsmen would look for her wedding if they also wore shorts with their jackets; as well as hoping that the groom himself was one of us.

Having milked Wetherspoons for all it was worth, we moved onto Floyds via CBUK. When entering Charlie Browns UK, the bouncer paid a complement of 'looking dapper tonight boys', before providing us with entry. Whilst in Floyds, we were asked where are jackets had been purchased by the barman, whom seemed to enjoy the upper half of our look, unfortunately missing the lower beauty that was being visually obstructed by the bar itself. This compliment was soon repeated by a randomer in Floyds who told us whilst we were busting some shapes.

In Live Lounge, we caught the end of the band. Apparently rocking to some old school tunes was a delight in what one would think to be a heavy outfit. It seemed the suits didn't hinder movement, nor did it insulate the body to uncomfortable levels. In fact it gave both of us the feel of a swanky soirée, and it could be seen in other people's faces too. Unfortunately some lady took too much of a liking to our outfits, and started stroking the jackets, in a sexually threatening manner. Usually I wouldn't be too against this, however this woman seemed the type to have had stroked more than just a jacket in her day, and with Ebola rife at the moment, I didn't want to take any chances.

Ebola free, but vigilant as ever!

During the course of the evening, we saw another chap in a jacket, albeit with a longer length to his leg dressing. He had decided to go with a deep V underneath the jacket (as opposed to our classic shirt and tie), obviously having sought advice from TTC's Summer 2013 collection. This look seemed to work, and maybe with shorts would have been a smooth outfit. We managed to get a swelfie with the bloke.

Looking pretty SWOLE. This chap probably doesn't realise this is happening

With Selfies now being the rage, and James and I looking top notch, we were being asked for photos left right and center. However one lady got a photo with us, and got her friend to take it, thereby making it a non-selfie. We don't have this photo, obviously, so here is another selfie with some other random woman (and Corinne).

Selfie nation

During the evening, there was a guy that had taken to our trend. He seemed to be bantering with James, although a little too much. James tried to laugh the chap off, getting us to the bar, which was actually just a reason to get away from the guy's attraction (attraction to the trend was the guy's line, but James and I were a little unbelieving of this).

Courtesy of the short suit, calm elegance in a deranged club

However in a reasonably small venue like Live Lounge, you happen to crash back into the wrecks you swiftly ran away from, and this chap kept coming back. More nervous now, seeing as this guy clearly had loose perceptions of a personal boundary, James and I were now on the avoidance path. Yet with such trendy outfits, it was hard to keep the distance. The obvious (and only) reason for this had to be the word of mouth of our location due to the whole venue discussing our trendy outfits:

Who could resist?

 Short Suits: Classically Nouveau, attracting and surprisingly unhindering