There are few garments cooler than the white shirt. Even the most avant garde riff on this wardrobe staple has a feeling of establishment to it which makes it the easiest thing to wear to pretty much any event. I have about seven white shirts, each one with its own unique personality. I’ve accumulated them over two decades and they’re my go-to when I want to dress up but I don’t want to dress up. My favourite white shirt is billowy enough to hide two people under, with interesting pleats, and a quirky Peter Pan collar to boot. It’s gone to the cinema, to the beach and to a dozen parties.