I personally feel that..
Mister Paris must be the worst dressed man, female, alien, whatever of all-time! Who wakes up and is like "Today I'm going to wear orange pants and you know what, I'm going to ask my house painter to remove his sleeveless hoodie so I can wear it!"
"Oh and another thought! I'm going to have Miss Paris wear white, so we can look like the flag of The Marshall Islands. That'd be dope! Viva Greece!"