As a budding young professional I try to limit to what I put on my back shirts that have a collar. Now I work in a fairly casual office, so really dress code is anything goes. However, the one rule I try and keep for no other reason than personal preference is ‘it has to have a collar’—that’s it. That said however, I do love a good, broken in t-shirts. Regardless of how you look at it, t-shirts are the most very basic staple of a man’s wardrobe. As such, I believe they deserve a little respect. Here are a few of my favourite t-shirts that I’ve had on constant rotation
The Eternal Black T-shirt
Most of my t-shirts are black. Black makes me look less fat; it also is the most resistant to looking dirty. As such my most veteran t-shirts are black. My favourite and oldest of the bunch I acquired my first summer back from college. I ended up staying unexpectedly at a girlfriend’s house one night after a wedding and didn’t have anything else to wear. Saving me from the walk of shame my girlfriend-du-jour gave me one of her dad’s t-shirts brought back from holiday in Italy. It features the Puma© puma smoking, and instead of ‘Puma©’ it says ‘Fuma’. It was ancient when it was given to me 8 years ago, but being black it simply gets better with age as it becomes more thread bare and comfy.
The Mortal White T-shirt
While most of my t-shirts are black, my t-shirt of preference is white; I just don’t put them into my rotation as often because they have a life time of about a year before the must be retired. As such, if you are entering into a relationship with a white t-shirt, do so knowing that your pit sweat is going to turn the underarms of your shirt a putrid brown-yellow-green depending on your personal body chemistry. My favourite t-shirt of all-time was a remake of a band t-shirt for Ratt. It featured a rat with electrodes leading from a mixing board to its brain being electrocuted. It was awesome. When I finally retired it with much sadness the whole of the t-shirt was too rancid looking to even wear around the house
Novelty tees
Very rarely will I wear anything that has comprehensible text espousing a message of any sort. I like subtly. As such the oldest t-shirt in my collection I bought from a charity shop when I was 16. It looks like a Spanish football jersey but on closer inspection is actually in support of Gryffindor. The inside of the collar is frayed completely around the inside and might be retired soon. Otherwise I have a penchant for band t-shirts for metal bands.