Hawaiian Shirt Thursday

"There's only two kinds of guys who wear Hawaiian shirts: gay guys and big, fat party animals."  - Homer Simpson

I am neither gay nor am I a big, fat party animal, but I love to wear Hawaiian shirts. 

I should probably back up here and let you know something about me: I do not care about style.  Never have, never will.  I pick all of my clothes based on how comfortable they are and how well they cover up my fat.

To me, Hawaiian-style shirts are perfect.  They are comfortable and I'm never expected to tuck them in, thus hiding my fat.

For that reason, few years ago, I decided to make "Hawaiian Shirt Thursday".  Every Thursday I wear one of my many Hawaiian (or Hawaiian-style) shirts.  It's especially fun in the dead of winter when there is snow on the ground and my co-workers think I have gone mental.  (NOTE: I work in radio where everyone is mental, so it takes something like wearing a Hawaiian shirt in winter for people to judge you on your sanity.)

Anyway, the point is that today I decided to wear my favorite blue Hawaiian shirt and I grabbed the pants that I usually wear with it.  I have had these pants for a few years and I haven't been able to button them for most of that time.  (Once again, thank goodness I don't have to tuck in Hawaiian shirts.)

Today I put on the pants and they buttoned quite easily.  No sucking in my gut.  No flopping around on the floor.  

Not only that, but as I was walking down the hall after dressing, the pants started falling down.  (I felt like a gangsta.  All I needed was a Raiders hat)  

I went back into the bedroom and pulled out a belt (which I haven't used for awhile either) and put it on..after making a new hole...and finally felt comfortable enough to leave the house without the fear of my pants falling to my ankles.

Today is probably the best Hawaiian shirt day ever.