I’m jealous of his collection. It would cost me a fortune to build ghat up.
Yeah, I’ve noticed. Why is this? Is Gary Sohmers to blame?
I asked my dad, who was in college in the late '50s, about Hawaiian shirts. He said he only knew one guy who wore them, who was “a dipshit.”
Also, just because a guy is gay doesn’t make him “GAY.”
‘You’re not fun! You’re just fat!’
They are proper any place but funerals.
Don’t you limit me! Especially if you’re dead!
Costume parties and closed-casket funerals.
What about Hawaiian funerals?
Dad didn’t object. 
Mom didn’t either, which is more to the point.
A good shirt collection takes time to build. I’ve been working on mine for 10 years or so now, and it numbers in the high 80s. Luckily I’m regarded as “someone just crazy enough to snap if we push him but does his job well if we don’t” around my District, so nobody says anything except “Nice shirt!”
I think those are called “luaus”.
I’m wearing one now. I’ve got Cubavera’s, Tommy Bahama’s, ME Sport’s…if it’s got coconut buttons, it has my attention.
I wear them throughout the summer, but only wear shorts to the office on Fridays. We have a … Progressive… office attire policy.
If you’re John Lasseter.
I can vouch they are not only entirely appropriate for Hawaiian funerals, but also required. Few are the local obituary notices in the local newspapers that do not include “Aloha attire” when telling the time and place of someone’s funeral.
I knew a rather well-off guy from Hawaii who had the most amazing collection of tasteful Hawaiian shirts. One was black silk with the most subtle black-on-black floral pattern. Another was tasteful black silk with rich ivory flowers that looked almost abstract.
If you work at Trader Joe’s
The dude on the intro page is the hottest thing I have ever seen in a Hawaiian shirt, ever.
They are not very common in New York, specifically Manhattan. I think it depends where you are.
I love mine, for many of the reasons Bridget Burke describes. Only the silk or cotton ones though; never understood how rayon came to be so popular in such a tropical climate. Wore mine to the office on Friday’s as a nod to “Office Space”. They were so comfortable in Texas weather that it became a habit and a contest to wear the loudest for many around the office. Never when clients were around though, of course. And I could never see wearing one to a funeral or wedding, but when in Rome…
I’ve been told that ensemble is great for carrying concealed. The bold print of the overshirt breaks up any printing from the butt, and the tucked in undershirt helps with presentation. Moreover, you aren’t wearing the fanny-pack or photographer’s vest that, to me at least, screams, “Got a pistol over here!”
Of course, maybe the TSA people were Ray Wylie Hubbard fans and felt you were carrying…
I think when I first saw Hubbard play, I was wearing a Hawaiian shirt, jeans, my black cowboy boots, with dark glasses hanging from my neck. (Hey, the shirt, jeans and boots are comfortable.) Had never heard “Screw You, We’re From Texas,” before and was totally mortified when he started singing it.
Ray Wiley Hubbard was, in fact, describing a certain Texas “look” in that song. (And, no, not all of those guys are dope dealers!) He finally lived down writing “Up Against the Wall, Redneck Mother” only to come up with “Screw You, We’re From Texas.”
He’s actually from Oklahoma…
I have that same shirt! 