There once was a bear who had NOTHING to wear, and normally, teddy bears don't really care, / They’re happy to dress how you want them to dress, but Albie was not, I am bound to confess.

Each outfit that Albie purchases—from fairy to pirate, from cowboy to elegant city gent—proves unsuitable in some way, and by the end of the week, his bedroom is heaped with discarded clothes. How will he dress in order to feel like himself?