We went to get Ginnie's cast taken off and George walks out the door looking like this. Being the preoccupied, airhead of a Mother some days, I didn't notice until we were settled in the waiting room.
Yes, we have a scarf HE tied around his neck, all bunched up in a lovely quadruple knot, and the blue rain boots, because you never know when puddles might be in your way.
He was very satisfied with this ensemble.
I fear he has my clothing (lack of) style.