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Nantucket Navy Twill Capris: Chic Stretch, Turkish Touch. Ankle-Skimming Elegance.
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Pink Capri Trousers Martini Ready Get Your Shaker On Perfect Summer Style
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White Capri with a Union Jack Touch of Patriotism Stretch Twill Perfection
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White Anchor Capri Trousers: Breezy Summer Style. Quintessentially British.
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Pocket Rocket Racer: Unleash the Tiny Terror! Vintage Speedster for Thrills and Spills.
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Bimini Madras: Barefoot Boxer's Breezy Summer Escape. Feel the Sun, Find Your Freedom.
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Blue Oxford Boxer Shorts: Barefoot, Brave, and Blazoned with the Stars and Stripes!
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Barefoot Boxer: Blue Oxford Stripes, Martini in Hand. A Classic.
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Boxer's Blue Oxford: Martini-Ready Elegance.
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Oxford Blue Boxer Shorts: Christmas Tree Surprise! Festive & Fun.
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Shamrock Oxford Bloke's Boot: A Touch of Blue and Irish Charm for Your Barefoot Boxer.
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Osterville Madras: Barefoot Boxer's Seaside Style. A Touch of the Coast. Madras Magic.
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Barefoot Boxer: Rockport Madras Patches, Bloody Brilliant!
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Seapoint Madras: Barefoot Boxer's Patch, a Summer Breeze on Your Feet!
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Sharp White Oxford – The Boxer’s Martini Style.
“Indulge in the exquisite allure of the ‘Nocturne’ – a handcrafted timepiece where shadows dance with silver and starlight. For the discerning gentleman, this isn’t merely a watch; it’s a whispered promise of timeless elegance, meticulously assembled with a Swiss-made movement and a sapphire crystal face. Let its subtle glow illuminate your evenings, a silent testament to your impeccable taste.”