1. The Problem
A wardrobe full of shirts. Still nothing to wear.
Shirts bought for occasions that passed. Some were too formal, too casual, or just too much for everyday life. Most of them just sat there. Until you sell them off at a loss, barely worn, wondering why you bought them in the first place.
This was Umar's wardrobe. Not a small wardrobe. Not a poorly dressed man. A wardrobe that had grown without a system and filled with pieces that each served one occasion, none that served all of them.
The question that stayed was this: why are some pieces worn constantly, and others barely touched? What makes a shirt worth buying, not in the moment of buying it, but six months later or a year later?