Though his older sisters may get all the attention, James Middleton is worthy of just as much, if not more, as evidenced by his idyllic, newly public Instagram. It is — and this is not an overstatement — a bountiful gift to us all.
Replete with images of verdant landscapes, dogs with incredibly lustrous hair, and the occasional farm animal, Middleton’s Instagram grid is a dreamy look into his life as a tour guide in the Scottish Highlands, where he cares for bees, harvests homegrown vegetables, and restores 1930s-era sailboats. He is a super chill lad, a loving father to all dogs, a man who founded a personalized marshmallow company that has endowed us with the ability to print our sexy Instagram selfies on what Middleton refers to as “pillows of sweetness” — what sounds like made-up rich person’s job, but absolutely exists.
“When you see yourself on a marshmallow, or your loved one or your pet, you have a little moment with that little marshmallow,” he told the Cut in 2014. “There aren’t many products in the world like that.”
I … love this loaded dork.
Wow, so precious.
Love a man who grows shit!
This photo was composed to kill me.
I’m both uncomfortable and mesmerized.
Though this pastoral lifestyle is relatively new to Middleton — he, as did Prince Harry, once loved a party — it fits him well, as I’ve never seen a man post so earnestly about his love of chicks. But it does comfort me that beneath his unruly beard and his sensitive exterior, there still resides a smidge of his rebellious spirit. While there’s no official royal code around facial hair, GQ U.K. reports that men were low-key expected to shave before Harry and Meghan Markle’s royal wedding — which Middleton refused to do. But then again, so did Harry. Once a bad boy, always a bad boy.