Emperor's New Clothes — Sucie Stevenson

I love clothes, cries the Emperor, and he's not kidding. He doesn't care a fig for anything or anybody else—he doesn't have to, he's the Emperor. What a spoiled pig! He's so vain and stuck-up that he's the perfect target for two sly swindlers, who weave him a suit of clothes no one will ever forget—especially not the Emperor!