Hawaiian shirt madness

My husband has this thing for Hawaiian shirts. It's especially funny because when he lived in Sweden, he wore all black, all the time, but now he has a fetish for very loud apparel. I have been looking for a Hawaiian shirt for Evelyn because I thought it'd be funny to see her in one, but I haven't had much luck so far. So, I improvised and refashioned one of M's old shirts this afternoon. The seams had started fraying, and so he threw it out.

It used to look like this:

But now it looks like this:

So what if it makes her look like a boy baby (especially with her new bald head)? It has the cute all over it! And my darling husband is beside himself with pride that she is wearing his shirt. (The fact that she is pooping in his old shirt doesn't seem to matter!)