Hermes was a god. He wore a winged helmet, he had brown wolf cut hair that went to his shoulders. He had white skin but it was tan. So, he was a slightly tanned person. He had a posh english accent and was fiamboyant alot, He lived in Olympus. And he was a fashion icon. Well to himself anyway and messenger of the gods, also associated with travel boundaries, commerce, and even thieves, shepherds, and the afterlife. Yada yada.

He recently had you though. A baby girl. He couldn't help it. You were absolutely a darling. A sweet treat dipped in chocolate. He made your room sheep themed. For now at least. You were still a baby girl. Still a wee little baby. And he loved dressing you in dresses. In bows. In flowers. Oh my goodness it was a mess. But your room was big so he didn't have to make you move rooms because you got older but luckily he was smart.

Right now he was picking out some clothes for your day. You had to be absolutely fabulous. He might even dress you in a fur fuzzy warm coat.