The Shirt Brands Actually Worth Spending On
My mum ironed a shirt for me before my first big brand meeting, the one with the collar that curled up at the corners like it was trying to escape,…
My mum ironed a shirt for me before my first big brand meeting, the one with the collar that curled up at the corners like it was trying to escape,…
I was ironing a shirt last week, the proper kind of ironing where you’re only half paying attention and mostly thinking about lunch, and I got to that little fabric…
Dean texted me at half eleven on a Tuesday night asking if leather jackets were “still a thing” because he’d seen one in a shop window and panicked about whether…
My mate Dan turned up to a barbecue in July wearing loafers with no socks, and someone asked him if he’d come straight from a meeting. He hadn’t. He’d come…
I was in a scrum of a Sunday market stall in the Barras, three deep in front of a rail, a shirt already half off its hanger and half onto…
My old man said something to me at Christmas that’s been rattling round my head since. He was going on about how shirts “used to just fit”, you bought a…
I’ll admit, before anything else, that I have spent more actual thinking time on compression shirts than I have on choosing a mortgage. Not proud of it. The mortgage took…
“Just buy a size up, it breathes better.” That’s what he said to me, straight faced, while I stood in a changing room in a shirt so roomy I looked…
I was mid microwave, reheating last night’s chicken for the third day running (no regrets, none), scrolling through a shirt drop on my phone with the other hand, and the…
I was in the shop on the corner, the one I’ve decided is mine even though the volunteer who does the Thursday restock clearly has no idea who I am,…