Nobody hands you this title. You put in the years and one day it is just true.

There is a point where it stops being a job. You stop thinking about the head shape and start seeing it. You stop copying the fade and start deciding it. You stop needing the guard.

That is the shirt.

What it is actually saying

Every man who walks into a room looking like he belongs there got that from somebody. A wedding photo, a first day, an interview, a funeral — somebody sat in a chair first, and somebody else decided how he would look for it.

That was you. Nobody thanked you for it. Wear the shirt.

The details

Master of My Craft embroidered on the front chest — not printed, so it does not crack or fade off in the wash · Heavyweight 13oz · 100% soft cotton · Premium standard fit

Built for the wash cycle a working shirt actually gets.

Barbers are the reason men look the part.