Tom in Team GB suit for Rio!

[speedorob86]

Originally Posted by underwearphil

Good quote from Tom Daley: "My trunks are quite small, it's kind of how it is".
Hopefully Arena will get around to selling the brief, as they did with the Commonwealth Games Glasgow 2014 brief (see the New Team GB Speedo thread) but without the games logo. I suspect we will see them on the Arena website in the September, but without the Rio 2016 logo.
Zungaboy, in answer to your question as to who decides on fashion and whether shorts or briefs or bikini, small or baggy - in the UK is it the press. Newspapers made fun of David Beckham, many years ago, when he appeared on a hotel balcony wearing tiny white underbriefs. It is the press that pokes ridicule at celebrities or politicians who are snapped by the paparazzi on the beach in Speedos. This puts off normal guys from wearing Speedos.

these are adidas briefs, not arena.

[underwearphil]

Yes Adidas - My stupid fault!

[underwearphil]

Further discussion started by Zungaboy concerning what prompts fashion trends.
I quote an article on the style/fashion page of todays Daily Telegraph. Most of the article is an interview with Stella McCartney "Why she ramped up the red in her Union Flag-inspired kit for Team GB". However there is a side article by a Martin Daubney instilled "My Life in Trunks". Here is the article:
Safer in shorts: Martin decides not to take the trunks plunge
Yesterday, the sight of Tom Daley parading in his Team GB swimming trunks brought a tear to the nation’s eye. For some, it was tears of laughter, after Daley, 21, admitted his Stella McCartney creations were “quite small”.
Daley’s tiny trunks were soon named a “He-String” on social media. One wag said: “Budgie smugglers? You couldn’t even get a pickled onion in them.”
But the tears in my eyes were somewhat more morose: for at 45, and now a “comfortable” dad of two, I must accept that my budgie-smuggling days are firmly behind me. For I once proudly wore trunks as uncompromising as Daley’s – when I was six. It was the heatwave of 1976, and my mother wedged me into a pair of bright orange Nylon trunks with Dumbo the elephant on the front.
I adored them and even slept in them during a week’s holiday in Cornwall. My trunks remained small, until puberty – and dignity – made me rethink my relationship with my, ahem, “window display”. First, I progressed to mid-thigh Paul Smith swimming shorts, next Italia 90 England football shorts. But by my mid-thirties, I’d settled into knee-length Bermudas with a tie-waist to avoid unwanted skinny-dipping. I’ve never looked back, because a man’s swimming trunk size should be steadfastly inverse to his age.
Still, all is not lost. I’ve passed the budgie-smuggling baton to my six-year-old son, Sonny. If he sticks with them like Tom Daley, he’ll deserve a medal. For bravery.