It's like the opposite of Solaris: San Diego

While in San Diego for a convention in 2007, four of us went to a tiki restaurant, Mr. Tiki. Most of my compadres had no idea what a tiki bar/restaurant was, had never been to one, and knew nothing of tiki culture. The whole tiki thing, the hyperstylized (hyperreal) Polynesian influence and design, began to explode in the US after WWII. Returning vets who had been in the Pacific theater recalled beautiful women, fruity drinks, and non-stop sun. Many vets never even came back to the US. (Citation certainly needed).

This Forbes article serves as a good intro to the sine-wave of tiki awareness. Tiki is not for everyone. To see what all is available and decide whether it's tacky, kitsch, or cool, you can go here to see what is available at the largest Tiki internet seller (I think).

The art of Shag is seen as part of the neo-tiki revival that we experienced from 2000 to 2008.

At Mr. Tiki, it was half off tiki drink night, and we certainly loaded up on bowls of fruit-punch-ish drinks. Straight guys are able to get away with it because it was a Tiki bar. It's to be expected.