A Clean, Crisp, Love Affair
The white shirt. Who doesn't think of that as a classic, American staple of casual-yet-amazing-ness? I've been seeing the white shirt pop up here and there on my various social followings recently and I have to say I fall in love all over again every time I think about it. I mean, to say you don't love the classic wrangler jeans and a white t should be practically a sin.
While I love them, I cannot say I wear them too often. Mostly because (and I'm sure this is the case with lots of people) I am so stain prone, it's just hilarious. Also living in NYC (which is really a giant dirt clump of a commute, unless you have a bottomless wallet with taxi money) can make whites pretty hard to keep pristine. Maybe I should make that a goal once this icicle of a city thaws up in the spring...
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