I have a shiny shirt. I do not dislike the shirt, but it is a shirt without an occasion. It is not exactly casual, because it shines, nor is it exactly dressy because it looks like a bathrobe. I have relegated the shirt to laundry day apparel. You are all familiar with the clothes that you only think to break out when all your other clothes are scattered on the floor in various states of filth and/or in the washing machine. This shirt has fit that criteria for the last few years.
When one calculates my minimalistic wardrobe and laundry laziness...I wear this shirt more often than not. I do try to use it as a last resort as it makes me feel like a salsa dancing teenager, but I have noticed that whenever I manage to break it out I get complimented.
In an effort to unlock the mysteries of our metaphysical world CPR will now be conducting a various series of social experiments. The first experiment involved wearing the shiny shirt to church. I will admit, I might have selected a contaminated control group as people are more willing to compliment you after learning how "Jesus said love everyone, treat them kindly too". At any rate...I did not expect the overwhelming results. Seventeen compliments later I am convinced that I know less than I assumed about what people will like. Either way, I win.