First you came out with these shirts.

Even on your model it is not pleasing to me eyes. I do not wish too see your chestpubes saying hello. No, thank you.

And then of course, about two seconds later, you dug even deeper and came out with these…

You call them the Deep V. I call them Deep Vomit.

How is this attractive? Unless you’re a figure skater, there’s no excuse why any male would want to walk around in these. The look makes me want to buy you a pearl necklace to go with the shirt. And maybe take you out for a mani-pedi while we drink champies in pink flutes.

Then of course, the fashion world jumped on the bandwagon…

Naturally, the celebs followed suit…

I mean, Chuck, my favorite Gossip Girl character, why, why? You super-scheming, brooding, sexy evil manchild you, in a self-inflicted deep-v t-shirt? Gross.

What’s next?

Will this next guy be deemed fashionable, not ridiculous?

I’m sorry friends, I think I just threw up in my mouth a little.

No.

N.O.

American Apparel, thank you. You started this. Thanks.

I thought the whole Joey Lawrence fiasco was the end of the man-cleavage trend, you remember that one?

But now… these v-neck shirts. They will haunt me forever. Thanks a lot.

Sincerely,

Mia