I don't have a picture, but I hope you can see this in your head and smile:
Last night I walked into church and one of the first people I saw was my dear friend's little son, who will be 5 in a few months. He was dressed up in a button down shirt and bow tie.
We're not a dressy church--it's okay to wear jeans on Sunday if you want, or you can dress up--and most small boys don't like to wear ties. So I told him he looked good in that bow tie.
He grinned and said, "Look!" He pointed down to a shiny black dress belt. I praised him again and he said, even more enthusiastically, "Look!" He also had on shiny black cowboy boots. (The kind you would wear to take your best girl two-stepping, not the kind you wear on a cattle drive.)
I complimented those, too, and asked what occasion made him dress up so well, and his mother walked up and said, "He dresses that way every day now. It's some kind of cross between his father [a stockbroker who dresses to the nines] and Indiana Jones."

Indiana Jones? He dresses like
Doctor Jones, the professor, not the guy with the whip and leather jacket. Hilarious....