I have a so-so relationship with button-up shirts. I think it's a hangover from Girl Guide uniforms of the 1970's. They never seem to fit right (too tight, too long, or both), or they're too crisp and menswear for me.
I found this blue and white pinstriped shirt yesterday, and brought it home in spite of my no-shop rule. My rationale: if you do find a classic that doesn't give you flashbacks, it's worth breaking the rules for.
It reminds me of one of my favourite Tom Thomson paintings.
Tom Thomson, "Nocturne, Algonquin Park, 1915"
It also goes quite well with this scarf.
So, both tops are hanging out in my closet for this fall.