Dec 25, 2025
Here we have the apex of 1970s chemical engineering. This shirt isn't just a fashion choice; it’s a fire hazard waiting for a stray cigarette ash. With a collar sharp enough to eye-gouge a coworker and a floral print that looks like it was harvested from a grandmother’s guest bathroom wallpaper, this is the uniform of a man who definitely has a "disco strategy." It’s 100% synthetic, 0% breathable, and 1000% ready to hold onto the scent of cologne and fondue for the next four decades.
Sourced from the May 1976 issue of Esquire magazine.
