The term “cat lady” I am sure conjures up stereotypical thoughts of a crazy, isolated female surrounded by 5-10 cats, but that is simply not true. I have always been a dog person since I was young, but since I grew up in a family that had a cat as a pet, I can now say that I am a cat lady as well. I now live on my own, and my kitty Neko has been my first feline companion. My boyfriend and I found Neko last summer from the ASCPA and he has stolen both of my hearts ever since then. (And trust me, my boyfriend does not like cats, but Neko has won him over as well.) So maybe because of this, I am baised. Whenever I see anything cat print (or anything animal print of the matter) I clap my hands in glee and can’t wait to get my hands on that distinct fabric. This miniature purse is a testament of such particular excitement. And what better way to fit the title of “lady” then being dolled up in a Chanel-esque tweed blazer from Romwe and a dainty dress that just meows of SS’12? On an ending note, I could not help alluding the splattered paint on the sidewalk to look like spilled milk which is a cat’s mythical delight. Although, I am not a milk drinker myself (almond/ flaxseed/ rice milk is what you will find in my bowl) the sight of it made me purr in artistic appreciation.
much love, Jamie