Something Cute

The other night our Italian greyhound, Pupper, and our cat Marshmallow were doing one of their cute routines. Marshmallow loves to clean Pupper's ears for some reason, and cat lady that I am, I decided I should film it one of these days.

I need to stop being lazy and do a proper blog post but I thought I'd just share this for now. Merry Christmas Eve!

Cats Love Christmas Trees

We already know cats hate reading, but apparently they're crazy about Christmas trees. Our cats are obsessed. They sleep under it, stare up at it in wonder, etc. Would probably write bad poetry about it if they had thumbs.

Unfortunately, only one of them will sit still for photos.

I'd say Marshmallow spends 90% of her day sleeping under the Christmas tree. The other 10% is spent looking for potential lizards that might've snuck in on the tree. Luckily, she hasn't found any yet!

Cat lady thought of the day: This cat was especially designed to appear on winter greeting cards, I swear. Look at that snow bunny. Not that I'm biased or anything. 

I really should be writing a paper on directors who've helped shaped modern European opera...but instead I'm playing on Polyvore creating outfits that will never fall into my price range.

Polyvore is such a time suck. I've wasted hours on there sifting through their database of shoes, dresses, skirts, and accessories galore. It's like virtual dress up, except it usually ends with me realizing I'll never be able to afford 80% of the clothing on that website...and I have no natural flair for accessorizing.

However, in an ideal world, I'd waltz into the library in this frumpy-chic outfit and crank out a 16 page paper in under five hours. Instead, I'm sitting in my room eating rosquillas and planning an imaginary study outfit instead of actually getting work done.

The sweater is from Chinti and Parker and costs... $545 (I weep.)


The only thing out of this outfit I could afford are the darling bird socks from Topshop ($6). However, if there's anything in this outfit I absolutely love, its the Betsey Johnson cat earrings. I've got a black cat (appropriately named Boo! -- exclamation point included), and those earrings are just calling to me. I need them and they need me. 


And that is the most cat-ladyish thing I've written in quite a while.