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When it comes down to it, a man has few things he can call his own: his musik, his sense of bitter irony, and his yielding t-shirts he spent college beating into submission. To augment your selection of the latter without the inconvenience of higher education, hook yourself up with Alternative Apparel.

Eschewing one-style-fits-all Gap-ishness, rural-Georgia-based Alternative Apparel deals in a brand of Southern comfort that doesn't induce vomiting into a boot. They TLC organic pima cotton into no-shrink, lightweight, vintagey shirts so soft, you'll find yourself trying to spread them on toast. A few select garments:

• The brand-new, never-before-seen "Don" Henley, a slim-fit four-button longsleever that's smooth and simple-stylish enough that even your a capella "Hotel California" won't wholly wreck your beachside bonfire cred (but don't even think of pushing your luck with "All She Wants To Do Is Dance").



• The Burnout, a 50/50 jersey that's been weathered to the point of gauzy near-sheerness. It flutters at even a kitten's breath yet is striated and opaque enough to discourage wanton purple nurples.



• The Destroyed short-sleeve, distressed cotton crew neck tee, with collars and hems exhibiting faux-aging tatters that would otherwise require prolonged, loving use/a squirrel attack.

Beyond these extravagantly comfy torso girders (which also include wifebeaters, zip jackets, and hoodies), AA has a slew of headwear options (Ivy cap, newsboy, military, fedora, etc) -- because if college taught you anything, it's that keeping a favorite hat is crucial, since girls will inevitably steal your shirts.

Get yours now at AlternativeApparel.com