In some respects this chemise (for it is French) belongs on a barnacled old beardy, whistling Molly Malone, dragging his crab pot around M&S’s Blue Harbour. In every respect that matters, it does not.

This is an invincibly cool shirt. Short, boxy, pale denim – this is a shirt for gadabouts, ne’er-do-wells, gentlemen for whom life is consequence free and who’s packet of Fox’s Viennese is always half full. If you don’t get it, you’re in the wrong place.

The bleached 8oz denim is the key. It’s suggestive of a life well lived. A life full of knocks, scrapes and unnecessary pints. This thing would look rad with a tan, a beaded necklace, a cigar and a pointlessly small coffee. A dude would look like a millionaire. But, and here’s the thing, dude doesn’t need to be a millionaire to buy this.

It’s by Blue de Paname and their swing tickets are usually all about the reason. This comes in at 150 Europeans, which is 111 Britishnesses. You can grab it here or here. I think 111 is reasonable. Unless you are used to dropping in Blue Harbour. In which case sir might be more comfortable in this.