I'd much rather see "underwear" than other dudes chest hairs, but that is just me.
I find v-necks to be uncomfortable. Though I think v-necks look a lot better on women than crew necks do.
This mystifies me. What's uncomfortable about slightly less shirt?And yes, unless you have enough chest hair to be mistaken for a Wookie, wearing a v-neck usually isn't a problem.
If you can see chest hair with only the top button open, you can pretty much see it from under a crewneck collar. If a guy wears his shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest, that's another matter entirely.
And yes, unless you have enough chest hair to be mistaken for a Wookie, wearing a v-neck usually isn't a problem.
I have never thought of a tshirt as "underwear." I guess technically it is under another piece of clothing, but I always refer to it as an undershirt. The word underwear, to me, means tighty whities, boxers, briefs, thong, etc...
Crew neck for me.
+1 on the v-neck. I can wear any casual shirt (golf or button-down) without displaying my undershirt, which is my preference (as well as my wife's). Having lived in Dallas, Austin, and now Houston (again), the visible crew-neck undershirt seems more common in Houston.
The shit Matt has opinions on.I have both crew and v-neck undershirts. I wear both interchangeably. It's never caused an issue in my life or the life of any other.Are we going to start talking about the impropriety of boxer briefs soon? How about sock garters?
How about sock garters?
Actually, for me it's "whatever my wife buys me"
The shit Matt has opinions on.
I'm sure his opinion on glasses with no lenses will surprise us all.
My ex-Brother-in-Law did that for a time because he said it made him look sophisticated. "No lens on the glasses makes you sophisticated? Isn't it the other way around?" *duck*!
Is there some weird correlation between loving Astros baseball and being unhealthily concerned with what other men* are wearing? Should we add this to the list of our shared neuroses?*deliberately excluding our female posters from this neurosis
So, it took this "look" two years to go from giggly tween and teen girls to the finest fashionistas that big-money NBA stardom can produce. At that rate, we can expect NBA fashion mavens to be wearing two different colored socks in around 18 months and two different shoes altogether in another 6 months after that.
Certainly. Having worn glasses most of my life, I object to those who use them to make a fashion statement. Would the use leg braces? A prosthetic arm?
(I eschew the undershirt if I wear a button-up underneath a v-neck sweater).
I thought men were to have style while women worried about fashion?
Some wives are informed of their husbands' preferences. It's crewnecks and tighty whities for the men in my house, although the older boy is rebellious by preferring boxers with his crewnecks.
Funny, because the two in my house who don't wear 'em think, "Ew, boxers."
Since the "invention" of boxer briefs, I cannot understand why anyone wears anything else.
V-neck. Crew neck undershirts under dress shirts is for high schoolers. Just make sure your chest hair is under control.Also, I picked this up a couple of years ago. When wearing a white dress shirt use a grey undershirt so that it doesn't show through.
I'm baffled by this conversation. Maybe it's because I grew up in a dry Western climate, but I'm not in the habit of undershirts, and only wear them now when it's pretty cold. What's their purpose, other than insulation?
To better conceal the tattoos.
If you prefer heavily starched shirts and no undershirt I'm going to look at you differently next time we see each other. And then I'm going to wonder if you have band-aids over your nipples.
If he doesn't know the purpose of an undershirt, I'm wondering if he goes commando too.
Really? You are really wondering that?
Well chicks dig him. I was wondering that or if he just usually wore something unusual.
It insulates your body from your outer shirt, wicks moisture away from your skin, and keeps your shirts cleaner so they last longer. It also prevents that awkward see through of your nipples if you're wearing a white or otherwise thin shirt.
No heavy starch. Maybe that's the difference, you've turned all your shirts into micro-planes.
I mean, take yesterday for example. We were out at the Olive Garden for dinner, which was lovely. And, uh, I happen to look over at a certain point during the meal and see a waitress taking an order, and I found myself wondering what color her underpants might be. Her panties. Uh, odds are they are probably basic white, cotton, underpants. But I sort of think, well, maybe they're silk panties, maybe it's a thong. Maybe it's something really cool that I don't even know about.
I'm always confused by the heavy-starchers. I had to borrow one of my dad's dress shirts a few years ago and it was like wearing armor.
I don't like any starch, but still always wear an undershirt.
Four pages of discussion concerning a topic on which I have pronounced opinions, opinions I am unafraid to share, yet I contributed silence. I wonder what the hell was going on with me in June of 2012. Maybe we had a day-long power outage. Maybe I was in jail.
Crap, I just read four pages of a six year old thread? Can't help feeling like I have been pranked.
I've been hoping for far better banter between the pom and the bogan. So disappointing.
Bogan? There is no need for name calling son.
At least he didn't call you a grommet.
I'm about 45 years past grommet age...
That was the joke, yo.
It was tongue firmly planted in cheek. So long as you don't calling me a seppo...
Wait, I know this one. Seppo sounds like Septic because Tank rhymes with Yank, right? Only I thought it was seppie...
Seppie would be a new one for me but I firmly believe there are no rules when it comes to name calling.
The bogan reference was funny but a little surprising, I just hope you're not spending a lot of time watching Bogan Hunters and Fat Pizza.
Pom was an easy enough term to come up with (ETA: when I played rugby in Sydney back in 2003, any time I called one of the Brits on the team a limey, none of the Aussies or Kiwis knew what the hell I was talking about). Trying to think of something for Australians left me with bogan. Highly doubt you are one, given your literacy rate and support of the Houston Astros.I haven't seen either Bogan Hunters or Fat Pizza. However, having worked Harvest in the Hunter Valley, I'm fairly certain I can accurately guess what they're about.
It's "Seppo" and, yes, it's the contraction of the rhyming slang for "Yank", being "Septic Tank". We figured you'd be happier (less unhappy?) being called "Seppos" than "Septics".
POM and Limey have something in common: they refer to those who left British shores and who now live in the former colonies. They really should be terms to apply to you (and now me), therefore, not the other way around.
The other rationale for seppo, as was happily explained to me by multiple Australian friends, is that like a septic tank we Yanks are often full of shit.
If you played rugby in Sydney (League I am guessing?) you certainly rubbed shoulders with bogan royalty. Folks my age tend to refer to an unpolished Australians as an 'ocker', bogan is only a fairly recent addition to our vernacular.
That's a reasonable assumption regarding rugby league, but I'm actually not a mungo. I'm a rugby union man and proud alumnus of Eastern Suburbs RFC in Bondi. I beleve that makes me part of the tweed blazer brigade.First visited Australia in 1995 after graduating high school. That may have been when I first heard the term bogan. I've honestly never heard of ocker.
I never really like rugby too much, but if I had to play / watch it, I am pretty sure that union would be the code to pick. How does the expression go - union is a thugs game played by gentlemen, and league is a gentlemens' game played by thugs. Or something like that... Useless trivia time, a member of the Canadian national rugby union team played AFL in the national comp for a few years and was pretty decent. I wondered if he was a real rugby player though, he had a neck.
I've a good friend here in the States who has played Rugby all his life. He's 60 and plays what they call soft contact hands only rugby. I've always viewed him and his group of rugby friends as being a cult.