The Wombat Fashion Experiment

That's some handsome haberdashery boys!

If you could boil down our trip to Australia to one definite mission, it would be to fancy up the wombat species. We invited the members of the Dunnydoo chapter of the Rotary Club to enjoy a luncheon of straw pellets and a complimentary makeover. The results speak for themselves.

A for effort Alfie!

My goodness, it is good to see that some of you are getting inspired! Our fan Alfie sent in this picture of himself. Obviously he saw what a fez did for a wombat (not to mention Rosie O’Donnell) and he was tempted to try the magic on himself. I’d say it worked a treat!

And not to diminish your stab at stylishness Alfie, but we at the Institute were so exhilarated by your elan that we decided to take it one step further. Below is a computer rendering of what you could pull off… if you just put your mind to it!

Leap to it!

Kangaroos in Drag? What a Night!

Va va va rooooooo!

Not too often you get to witness a spectacle such as this, not too often at all. Myself and my dear colleagues and cohorts were cordially invited to view an all Kangaroo cast in Australia’s favorite musical, Priscilla Queen of the Desert.

My goodness it was a spectacle. And so much leaping! You just cannot believe the air these fellas get. I simply cannot wait until the all roo version of Starlight Express. MAGIC!

Bilbys, Trilbys and Terrible Poetry

Poet Billbifus Boddlecodger models well-metred style

It might surprise you to know that all Bilbys, male or female, young or old, wear trilbys as part of their Sunday best.

This is not because these hats look smashing on a Bilby’s pointy little face, or because a well-fitted trilby will sit firmly between the ears, although both are true. The choice of hat is due to a bilby’s inate love of poetry. The hat was adopted by the species in order to facilitate rhyming couplets when referring to themselves in poetry. Which is often. Way too often.

Bilby poetry makes the scribblings of depressed teenage emos look like Keats.

Ebeneezer Eucalypt

That's one marvelous Marsupial

I must admit, I have an extreme weakness for any knitted pantsuit, but this one leaves me weak at the knees and foaming at the mouth.

Our model, Mr. Ebeneezer Eucalypt, of Delicate Nobby, New South Wales is renowned around Australia for his impressive collection of vintage knits.

Sadly, it takes a diet of nothing but leaves to cut a figure this impressive. I invite you all to sit back and inhale his mentholated charm.

Hatting a Wombat

A marked improvement...

Wombats, as a species, are particularly resistant to all things fashionable. Being a natural born frump must come with an aversion to any kind of style. I suppose that explains Rosie O’Donnell…

As a fashion-forward ambassador to nature I took it upon myself to remedy this problem. You can help too! The next time you see a wombat, simply walk up behind him, take him in your arms, and if you can stop yourself from squishing him to death, hat him! For this particular wombat I chose a dapper fez.
Doesn’t he look happier now?

Come to think of it, perhaps Rosie O’Donnell could use the same treatment…

Theory proven...everyone looks cuter in a fez!

Call me Polonius Hogan

Dundeelicious!!!

One should never venture into the bush unprepared, which is why I had Bjorn Flugelhorn whip me up this masterpiece of an outfit. How sexy do I look? I mean really, how sexy? Out of 10 I’d rate myself a 12.