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M.O.N. DENIM SHIRT Master Of None a denim shirt for the ages

The master-of-none denim shirt is the most stripped-down shirt I’ve ever made. The only thing that could have made it simpler would have been to remove the single pocket off the shirt—and those kinds of options are strictly reserved for bachelors or smooth operators. Which I am no longer either. I am a husband, a dad, and I need at least one pocket at all times—for spare Legos, multiple Nerf bullets, or snacks. I no longer have the luxury of the no-pocket lifestyle.

 

Peet doing the photo shoot thing to help FP out.

In all honesty, the shirt was supposed to have two pockets with pocket flaps that buttoned closed, but I forgot to check the pattern before I sent it to be graded. I found out after all the fabric had been cut and my sewer had already marked the shirts for two pockets. He requested more fabric, but since the fabric comes from Japan and is extremely expensive, I decided a single-pocket shirt it would be.

The original double pocket sample. Oops.

I love a denim shirt—they work for everything in my life now. I wear this thing to more places and more events than I really should. I wore it on the boat all summer, hiking, to a baby shower, camping, BBQ’ing, gardening, buttoned, unbuttoned, with shorts, jeans, and our Cruiser pant. The single-washed indigo is aging beautifully. I wear a size large, and I am realizing I need to start working out again because this shirt is cut slim or might be time for an XL.

Pack mule season begins.

Initial Findings

Overall, I am pretty satisfied with the first batch of these. I have machine-washed it about half a dozen times now and always hang-dry it. It shrank about an inch in length and a bit in the shoulders.

I don’t think the buttonhole machine was properly sharpened before cutting the buttonholes, because a lot of the shirts have loose threads that catch the buttons. It’s pretty annoying. I’ve been making quick work of them using my lighter, which eliminates the dangler threads lickety-split.

I haven’t lost a button on my shirt yet, but I am concerned about how they were attached. Lots of things to learn from this first batch. Other than that, though, I see this shirt being a staple in the closet for a long time.

Conclusion

I’ve been dreaming about what pieces the perfect closet would hold if I owned a mountain cabin. I dream of being able to hop in my truck and drive up to my mountain home without having to pack a thing—everything is at the cabin, ready for my arrival. Which means I’ll have to start buying two of many things, and this denim shirt would 100% make that list. Here are some before-and-after photos of the day I purchased the shirt and where it’s at now.

Harnessing and fully embracing the dad life, the M.O.N. denim shirt is made for life’s little adventures.

High Sierra Fly-in 2025.

Master Of None Denim Shirt (M.O.N.)

Fabric - 8.2 oz. Japanese Denim

Color - Indigo with one wash

Buttons - Corzo

Lot # 1

1 of 63

Made In Los Angeles of imported fabric from Japan.

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“THIS IS MY DENIM SHIRT. THERE ARE MANY LIKE IT BUT THIS ONE’S MINE. MY DENIM SHIRT IS MY BEST FRIEND. IT IS MY LIFE. I MUST MASTER IT AS I MUST MASTER MY LIFE. WITHOUT ME, MY DENIM SHIRT IS USELESS. WITHOUT MY DENIM SHIRT, I AM USELESS. I MUST WEAR MY DENIM SHIRT TRUE. I MUST WEAR IT STRAIGHTER THAN THE OTHER T-BALL DAD WHO IS TRYING TO OUT DAD ME. I MUST OUT DAD HIM BEFORE HE OUT DADS ME. I WILL! BEFORE GOD, I SWEAR THIS CREED. MY DENIM SHIRT AND MYSELF ARE DEFENDERS OF MY COUNTRY. WE ARE THE MASTERS OF OUR T-BALL LEAGUE. WE ARE THE SURVIVORS OF MY LIFE. SO BE IT, UNTIL THERE IS NO MORE T-BALL, BUT PEACE. AMEN!”

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