RIP "the outfit"
Maybe Jack had something to do with it, or maybe it was an act of God. But the "outfit" is no more. While apartment hunting with our American friend Sam Pang, in his nice car, Jack began to projectile vomit all over his outfit. (Can you blame him?) Well, we didn't have a backup. So, we stripped him down and wrapped him in a blue robe that was in the car. (Then we looked at the apartment. No go, although Jack enjoyed running around in just a diaper. I'm sure the residents of the place thought we were crazy). Well ... when we washed the blue rope with "the outfit," and it bled, turning dark blue. Ruined. Jack is smiling.The last known picture of the outfit.