In this collection of poems, rhymed commentary sets off a menagerie of elegantly attired fashionistas strutting their stuff.
“Far below a barren field that’s looking fairly frozen / groundhogs dance the polka in their cozy lederhosen.” With sure command of metrics as well as excellent comic timing, Levinson dishes out pithy observations on animals from “Lions and tiger and bears (oh my!)” to snakes and spiders, all striking poses in the Howdeshells’ flat, screen print–style fashion plates. If some choices of attire do not come off as well (“Cheetahs in leopard-print leggings? / So sleek! / Horses in zebra-print jeggings? / Trés chic! / Porcupines stuffed into unitards? / Eek”), still, the deer and antelope leaping balletically in sweatpants, gyrating “King-aroos” in sequined jumpsuits and “blue / suede / shoes,” and a trash can tableau of “raccoons… / in fine pantaloons” exude élan as seemingly effortless as the rhymes. Nor is outerwear all that’s in the closet: “Do you wonder / what is under / every turtle’s shell? / Underpants are what is under. / Undershirts, as well.” Those shells probably chafe something fierce. (This book was reviewed digitally.)
A tailor-made parade for younger clotheshorses.
(Picture book/poetry. 5-8)