I recently posted an entry discussing Cowboy hats, who wears them, and why. I admitted that I don’t wear one but sure wish I did—so I could pass as a “real” cowboy. I will probably always come up short on that look because I’ll lack the hat, but I think I can pass from the waist down anyways!
If I had my way, I’d wear jeans and a white t-shirt every day of my life. In the winter, I’d have a pullover sweatshirt or flannel shirt on for added warmth, but rest assured the white t-shirt would be layered underneath.
I literally have a closet full and dresser drawers full of nice shirts of all kinds (including brand new white t’s) that I’ve never worn because I can’t give up my broken-in white t-shirts and button down flannel shirts. I generally wear the shirts until they are more holes than fabric, and at that point, my wife subtly throws them out or makes rags out of them. But I always notice when one is gone and chastise her for the theft and subsequent wasting of a perfectly good shirt—I bought the last white tee she threw out, in a package of three, on vacation in 2002, and it had plenty of life left in it! I believe I still have the other two.
As a side note—when you buy a flannel shirt, it’s my experience that you definitely get what you pay for. The best kinds get that broken-in, “worn” look, but still hold on for several years. To me, shirts are like tennis shoes….if they’re brand new, they feel conspicuous and fake. I see a few cowboys wearing starched shirts and ironed jeans, but to me there’s nothing more unreal than a drug store cowboy look. Flannel shirts and white t’s are the most comfortable thing in the world, and I’m a cowboy who believes in comfort.