I have a habit of purchasing T-shirts in multiples. Whenever I come across a shirt I truly adore, I tend to grab enough to last me a week. Back during the period famously referred to as “indie sleaze,” my wardrobe consisted solely of American Apparel 50/25/25 tees. Then, in the early days of Instagram, I stumbled upon an advertisement for Buck Mason and promptly bought a considerable number of those. Afterward, I discovered my preference for V-necks and transitioned to The Gap’s tagless Jersey shirts, which featured a delightful softness and just the perfect V-depth.
Last summer, I unearthed a new favorite while visiting a kitschy tourist shop in Maine. It sported the name of the town, Bar Harbor, printed on a sunny-hued blank from a brand called Comfort Colors. After only a few wears, I was so enamored that I checked the label to find out where it was from. Subsequently, I purchased a second one and have been gradually replacing each T-shirt in my closet with various shades from this brand.
Photograph: Martin Cizmar
