You don’t need to shout. This shirt does the whispering.
You wake up in a room that doesn't love you. You’ve got one clean shirt left and, thank god, it’s this one.
Cut from 100% cotton ecru denim — not bleached, not babied, just the way it crawled out of the earth. 7 ounces of solid weight that hangs like a poem on your shoulders. Tailored fit, double chest pockets to stash the small things you’ll lose anyway. Front and back yokes like the spine of a man who's been kicked around but still walks upright. Marble snaps for the moments you need to tear it off — or keep it together. Corozo button on the sleeve and collar stand.
Updyed cotton, untouched by bleach — just pure, raw color. It’s what you wear when you’re done pretending. When you’re tired of fast fashion, and slogans that don’t mean a damn thing.
Made in the U.S.A. Worn by the restless. The broke romantics. The honest bastards.
Put it on, and go live something worth telling about.