The dumbest thing Men's Wearhouse ever did was giving him the boot.

You've got to be really careful of these illuminati types speaking out publicly about dubious things such as this. Notice how he doesn't support good things, he supports the bad things. Is he infiltrated by spirits?...being someone who may serve the illuminati, he probably is,so he is probably aware of the dubious tricks he is doing by this seedy stunt.

The shaman, witch doctors and many know that these dubious weeds open up portals where spirits enter one's bodies. Be careful of this dirty guy, he is bad news.

These things make one look outside of themselves for solutions/treatments, so in effect they are techniques and methods that can connect up with lower level spirits, so various cultivation ways would classify them as evil ways.

I agree of the high street, M&S offers the best value for quality shirts, so long as you stick with the Savile Row Inspired ranges and above. And then you are going to be limited to light blue, white and pink shirts. They vary between €62-79 over here, but beat all the Van Gils, ETON, etc rivals that go up to €139 in price range.

Even on Jermyn Street the message is clear: discounts, 3 for 2, 4 for 100 quid deals and such like. You're buying cheap and cheery cost effectiveness. And there's nothing wrong with this, it has its place. But the longevity and quality factors way in. There's a difference between buying the best at a canny price and buying tat just because its dirt cheap and you can buy a half-a-dozen of 'em.

Never had a problem with shirts wearing out too quickly.

That applies as much to a primark £5 blue polycotton as to jernyn street stuff.

I do not buy lewin. They have an annoying feature where the very tip of the collar turns in after the first wash. A cheap polycotton dept store shirt with a fused collar looks better.

Harvie and Hudson are the best value jermyn street shirt. Provenance not stated so probably foreign.

Ede and Ravenscroft in the sale are the best value English shirts.

You're right there, much like asking your missus to get some wine in from the supermarket whilst she is there, you know she's going to come back with some screw cap sulphated to the very depths of hell delight.