
This is tremendous, even though his pant legs DO kind of remind me of the inflatable dudes they plonk outside car dealerships.

This is nice, but isn't it weird seeing him in something even remotely standard? I'm so used to the pageantry.

These are a whole OTHER kind of nipple flowers.

I tend to prefer socks and a shirt, but I did giggle at the scarf trying to do half of that work. Something about this is at odds with itself. It might be the shoes?

Then again, the shoes could have been so much worse.

And then here he is as the Grand Marshal of the Tartan Day parade. It could be no other! Fergus would be so proud. Fergus might actually also have this in his wardrobe.
