40’s style wool mens shirt

If you could reach into your computer’s screen and actually touch this light weight wool (with a touch of cotton blended in), you would be positively swooning while you reached into your back pocket for your credit card.

Between the creamy silk dupione inner yoke and sleeve placket accents, and the rust red lines on sky blue fabric, this is a stand out, perhaps surpassing the sportsman shirts that inspired this creation.

And…the flap pocket is back, especially as it gave me the chance to use a double biased offset effect.  But then, I am biased towards my designs.

In XS -XXL for  $175, only from WalkershawMan

Purple Paisley.
Need I say more?

Purple Paisley.

Need I say more?

Super soft smooth cotton circles with squares.

This cotton came from a jobber in Toronto.  I actually have a few more bolts of similar quality from them, but I am saving it for the holiday season.  It was obvious that classic long sleeves were the best option for such a luxurious but elemental fabric.

It also reminds me of a shirt Connie bought me for our anniversary one year in Amsterdam.  I wore the hell out of that shirt, till it died the death of a thousand washings.  Perhaps some Dutch gal will buy her Dutch chap a shirt on their anniversary trip to San Francisco, and set the cycle to spinning all over again.

In XS to XL only at WalkershawMan for $159

Collarless but not clueless

This supper fine weaved 100% cotton was milled in India, and has that hint of South Asia.  To accentuate it, I cut these shirts collarless for a very dressy, yet un-formal (rather than informal) look.

In XS through XL for only $110. And as always, only from WalkershawMan.

The Blue and Black Check Weekend

I have to admit it.  I had a moment of unease  when I picked these shirts up from the ladies who sew up my stuff.  On the hanger, it was just so 80’s new wave.  I feared I had an esthetic misstep.

The fabric is such a great quality linen, with the strong blue set off nicely by the black to making the check pattern distinctive.  The black linen cuffs collar and facing was a last minute inspiration, in hopes that it would pop.

Well POP it does. And when Brian  (who loves my clothes) found these shirts, which were still hidden at the back of a rack waiting to be priced and tagged, and put one on.  Well…the picture says it all.  He looked great, and had to have it, which he now does, and I was overjoyed at how well these weekend shirts came out.

In Small through XXL for a very reachable $140, only from WalkershawMan.

Classic Western Steps Up

As those of you who have followed my work for a while, I am enamored with western wear.  Not so much the elaborate stitching, or rhinestone cowboy aspect.  I take a much more stream lined approach.

Today’s offering is made of fine quality blue cotton shirting, with light grey contrast inner cuffs, collar stand, sleeve placket, under collar, and a modest band between the yokes (front and back) and the lower pieces of the shirt. All of which adds up to something not so obvious.

I made a very short run of just 4 shirts S-XL, so do not hesitate, or you will be out of luck.

$155 only from WalkershawMan

Black and White Stripes in a  Classic Western Style.

Front is Cotton Lycra. Very textured. Very BOLD. Back is 100&% cotton in a basic black. Juxtaposition is everything.

In Small - XL, only from WalkershawMan for the very nice price of $104.

Paisley Like When I Was A Boy

I had a shirt very much like this when I was 12, but more of a classic short sleeve.  It was the 60’s, and my hair was Beatles 65 length. I would have been wearing straight legged cords, or blue jeans, back when they still came with flannel lining.  I was on the edge of developing a sartorial identity, but shopping with mom was not always so hip.

Somehow simple 2 color paisley could sneak past mom’s fashion radar.  For the more daring items, like black and white striped flares, or a black crepe shirt with balloon sleeves, I would have to wait till I could wrangle my dad into a stop at a groovier locale than my home town.   As inattentive as he was on most of my cultural desires, somehow he was willing to let me wear whatever, as long as it was within how well off he felt on a given day.  Thus I ended up with vinyl bomber jackets with fake fur collars, suitable for any 8th avenue hooker, spangled cowboy shirts, and a few years further, very very high black platform shoes with white piping.

It   is amazing to me that almost all pictures of me prior to my punk days in SF, have me looking so dowdy and scruffy, considering what a pre glam boy babe I was.

This shirt however, will pass muster to the denizens of swingopolis, and the more dandyesque dads of Noe Valley.  Made out of a very nicely milled cotton (Japanese is my assumption) In XS-XXL for the very fathers day friendly price of $98.

Opting out of the collar debate

These men come into my store every day, with their sets of expectations and cultural norms.  Some love the big 70’s collars on various shirts I make.  Some only want the no longer trendy itsy bitsy collars that make their heads appear larger than they really are.  Hoping to look smart, or at least like the rest of their pack. And guilty as charged, I  have been known on occasion to accommodate them as well.

Frankly I could give a flying duck.  The size of the collars on my shirts are determined by what the fabric says in the context of the silhouette I am using.  I just can’t be bothered to slavishly follow some arbitrary merchandizing strategy foisted off on a gullible public.  I make the clothes that I want to wear, and my customers are depending on me to curate their closets for the ages.  That is why I use fine fabrics, and pay attention to how my pieces are sewn.  These shirts will not suddenly go out of style, nor just fall apart to make room for this years model.

So when I started working with  this Blue and White checked Italian double weave cotton, I was in a quandary.  The hand of this cloth is the softest, most delicious feel.  The drape is more like a rayon, or a silk than any cotton I have had the pleasure of ravaging with scissors and chalk.

Having nothing to match it for contrast, and feeling it would work better as a more classic fitted shape, I decided against making the more casual and flowing weekend shirt, though the lay flat 40’s collar would have worked perfectly.  As a classic however, I could not bring myself to use interfacing to stiffen the collar into a crisp shape.

But it’s summer after all, and this supper light cotton, while looking billionaire rich, could play so well as  a daring casual.   So voila, the collarless short sleeve classic. In XS to XL for  the fine price of $120.