Way back when I worked in a corporate job, I wore a perfect blue shirt.
It was trim, had a collar, and was a flawless blue, the slightly chalky but vibrant Wedgewood-y color that was worn in smart offices during the late 1990s. I wore it with my navy trouser suit, with a gray flannel pencil skirt, with black pants, and always felt dressed.
My style is much freer now, having given up the corporate world for something more creative, but I still yearn for a perfect blue shirt.
I know that perfect white shirts are more the buzzphrase, but I’ve worn enough white shirts to last me a lifetime: during grades ten through twelve at boarding school (with a necktie!!), during summers waiting tables (and now I can’t imagine ever wearing a white/black combination either).
So I was cheered when I saw the above shirt at YSL. Sure, the collection has been critiqued as being too “minimal,” but this shirt could be quite maximal in impact, with its brilliant color, slight sailor feel, and puff sleeves.