I am going to retire a very close shirt of mine – my old and faithful long sleeve (I don’t wear short sleeve dress shirts so I guess I don’t have to say that) button collar blue dress shirt. I have had this shirt a long time as one can tell by the very outdated Tommy Hilfiger crest under the pocket. I love this shirt because it fits perfect, doesn’t wrinkle too bad by seat belts or shoulder bags, and seems to have been with me for important meetings and such. I love this shirt. But the collar and sleeves are starting to get frayed to the point that someone might notice it. And the crest really is out of style. Painfully out of style.
I am going to give this shirt the proper Viking burial it deserves. Usually I would downgrade it to a work shirt, or more likely cut it up into rags, but one of my favorite and most successful dress shirts in the arsenal deserves better than that. I can’t stand wiping off oil from the dipstick or cleaning up spilled gas with patches of this baby. I am going to conduct a dress shirt ritual (to be determined) and leave it in the one place that I think would make it happy in the afterlife – the New York Hilton. Yup, the place that epitomizes business travel and the black hole I call home three nights a week is going to be the final resting place for what could be my favorite dress shirt of all time.
Goodbye blue Tommy Hilfiger button collar 100% cotton made in India XL long sleeve with crest under the pocket dress shirt, thanks for the memories.