With the addition of these style-related blog posts, you soon realize that my clothing options follow a particular set of requirements. 1) They reflect a past experience that I have had. 2) They represent a particular aspect of time 3) They are mostly all unfashionable.
I began wearing flannels following my first year of college because it was just a common item seen around campus. All I needed was a pair of Timberland boots, jeans, and a flannel and it was easy to blend in with the crowd. At the time, I was really trying to create a sense of belonging, so purchasing a few flannels was just a way I tried to fit in. (We'll talk more on these particular flannels at a later date.)
Moving forward a few years, relaxed fit jeans and Tim's fell out of my clothing repertoire, but flannels always remained. To this day, I really do appreciate them for the fact that they are a very versatile article of clothing. An unbuttoned flannel over a basic white or grey t-shirt is, in my opinion, one of the most classic working man's looks that you can achieve. I almost always have a pen on me and it sits nicely in the chest pocket of the flannel along with my wallet...it's a stretch, but it rationalizes a flannel as a functional article of clothing.
Regardless of their functionality, I never made an effort to wear a flannel that looked like it came straight out of a paper shredder until my grandfather passed away. The only "distressed" flannel I own is the one I inherited from him. Although we really did not have any kind of relationship, (he was a very quiet man who cherished his alone time), when given the opportunity to go through his things after he passed, the only item I took was a flannel that looked as if it must have been worn on a near daily basis. I simply felt the need to continue on its legacy.
It is a slimmer fitting flannel relative to others that I own which does make me feel more inclined to wear it buttoned rather that layered on top of a t-shirt or sweater. Every time I put it on I usually have to break out a pair of scissors to take care of the incredibly long threads that are unraveling from the collar of the shirt. The shirt isn't very well insulated. It is so thin at some areas of wear to the point that there is tear in one of the elbows of it, probably as a result of doing yard work or other handy activities around the house over the course of many years.