Apropos of nothing, but when I see breaks (which I read in my mind's pronuciation as BREEEKS) I thought of my riding days. The jodpurs were called breeches breeks and all sorts, tho I have to admit, no pockets, they were not for fashion but for contact with horse flesh, a very important part of a young girls breeks when she is horse mad, tho I have to admit there was a lot of preening in breeks and tweed in stalls in between mucking and shi*...dung covered wellies...now that I've gone down THAT tangient,
Lol...I'm not sure a super power is needed to curtail the advances of a lad in faux pockets LOL, but keep trying one never knows, eh? I always loose track of you on here @meesterboom and then I recall, "oh what is he up to" and I'm never disappointed :)
My ex wife was a mad rider and she had many a pair of breeks/breeches! They did make quite a fetching sight and I think I have admired them ever since!
Hopefullymmyself and my fakr pockets will never disappoint! But I always say, never say never!! :OD