There’s so much to love about the following London Fog ad (and my new desktop wallpaper) featuring Michael Bolton wrapping his fiancee Nicolette Sheridan in a trench coat, I really don’t even know where to begin. So let’s just go from top to bottom (hey-O!), shall we? First all, Michael’s expression: he looks like a soft-rock Greek God who’s pissed off about being constipated.

Full-size image and further commentary after the jump!

Secondly, why is she naked? Is he some kind of weird reverse-flasher who rolls up to school playgrounds and shows off his 44 year-old lady’s still-firm buttocks? If so, weird. If not, still weird. And really, when did London Fog get so racy? Are they trying to re-brand themselves from being the favorite rainy-day option for teachers and accountants into the sexy swinging lifestyle apparel of aging exhibitionists? Again, weird. And gross. Anyway, I think I speak for us all when I say unto Michael Bolton: get a room and keep it there, soft rock.