This pathetic piece of journalise in The Independent on the so called rise of the 'statement shirt':
http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/fashion/features/loud-and-proud-statement-shirts-6265187.html
For the record, Mambo made t-shirts in the late 1980's that were not in anyway, to be mistaken with a shirt.
Wearing one of these must be the badge of the fully-fledged, fully paid-up prick: like my brother-in-law, an executive in the gas industry, who suddenly began sporting an earring. God save us from 'The Independent', the newspaper of choice for the bland, shallow, predictable-as-daybreak types who live around me.
The choice of model is interesting, he has that typical stodgy and flabby look, the direct result over a decade or more of too many microwave meals and cheap red wine that has become the definitive English male. A product of deindustrialisation, IT jobs and rampant consumerism.
Combined with a 'statement shirt' the overall effect is of being a bumbling idiot.
`statement shirt' = pthh
blokes with ear rings = pthh
Best comedy on NorAm TV right now.
My brother has a suitably derisive term for the set that wears this sort of shirt -- "men in outfits".
There's a lot of guys who like that kind of shirt though, generally middle aged, overweight and notable for their buffoonery.
^Funnily enough, I found old school chum on Linkedin, easy to find as he had a really distinctive name. Haven't seen him since 1988 and then checked out his photos on Facebook - I couldn't recognise him, hair all grey, pushing the weight a bit and flowery shirts. I felt quite sad.
I've identified this problem in my new style book. Nothing I hate more than an overtly fancy shirt. It really is a way to identify fashion wannabes, IMO. It's best just to stay away and leave the fancy patterns and fabrics to coats and pants I say.