When my step GS's mother was getting re-married he wanted to take his favorite bear to the wedding. Mom said Fuzzy couldn't go because he didn't have a tux. (Smart move.) Enter Gramma. A complete tux for Fuzzy with bow tie, cummberbund etc. and even a satin stripe down the pants legs. Fuzzy went to the wedding, created quite a stir but didn't make me his Mom's favorite person.