Years ago, some of you might remember that writer Amanda Brooks had an excellent blog going for Men’s Vogue called “In Her Eyes” where she smartly discussed various clothing topics and inspirations (the blog of course is now lost forever). One of her most memorable posts that I’ll never forget was on western shirts – the gist of it was that she was surprised that many of the men she knew always had some western shirts tucked away in the back of the closets and for them they were like a guilty pleasure. And I’m the exact same way.

I now have way too many, and I hardly ever wear them. I love everything about them though; the pockets, the yokes, the snap buttons, the unfinished hems. By no means are they sharp looking shirts, but they are more fun to wear than any other shirts I have.