I’m not a fashion maven, but I am a human heterosexual woman, and there’s something that’s happening to men’s outfits that’s so bad it’s upsetting. It’s so, so bad. Why are you guys wearing this thing? Who taught you this? At first I thought it was just an occasional item that the Fragile Freddy Williamsburg clowns wore, but more and more I’ve been seeing it as a casual standard throughout New York City. Oh nooo!
This item is not only immediately feminizing, it’s despicably unattractive. What is it? Maybe you’re wearing it.
Here’s what it is: It’s the deep V-neck t-shirt on a man. The one that exposes the clavicle and the hairy/hairless top of the chest.
Where to begin with all the ways that it’s terrible? It’s like a woman’s t-shirt in its bosomy depth, and in its design to show off decolletage/cleavage. Except men don’t have cleavage. It’s like this, except a different but equally womanly design. These men are wearing a women’s shirt.
These shirts are so neutering, so unflattering, so bad. These are the worst shirts. You guys, these are the worst shirts. (I am the last dragon.)
(While Googling “deep v neck” I see that not three weeks ago Radar did a feature on the “douche-neck” shirt–it’s also an informative piece. Great minds hate the same hideous shit.)