"No."
"I'm not lyin'."
"Seriously?"
"Totally seriously. Not like colour-coordinated, but like the same print."
And I speculated such things must be sold as matching outfits. Surely these people† didn't all just stumble upon matching outfits in separate sections of Macy's.
So I Googled "matching Hawaiian outfits."
[SUMMARY: Nothing is outside the realm of Google.]
Sure 'nough.
And it's not just couples that can dress alike...


Hans and I may buy matching outfits and "accidentally" wear them to work on the same day.
[SUMMARY: Some jokes are funnier in my head than you'll ever find them.]
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Breaking News!
As I was typing this mocking, slightly snarky little post, a guy walked by on 18th wearing tailored khaki shorts two inches below his knee; a turquoise and red, long sleeved, Hawaiian print shirt‡; a camo bushwhacker hat§; big, clonky dark brown sandals...
...carrying a briefcase.
Awesome.
†FOOTNOTE (crossed): Many, many people, from what Hans tells me
‡FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): Tucked in.
§FOOTNOTE (swerved): One side snapped up, chin strap flapping around his neck.
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