c’est ne pas une chemise
vintage, The Fashion Club
The impending summer and its oppressive heat will be here soon and I am all wrapped up in the idea of a white shirt. Not the white, collared button-down shirt that everyone insists we all MUST HAVE (I can’t stand that shirt; that is the least used shirt that I own; man, fuck that shirt); I’m talking about something of the non-cotton variety that makes you look like you tried. Sure you actually rolled out of bed 30 minutes late and are wearing the same jeans you wore the other day, but damn if this shirt doesn’t pull it all together.