Thought for Food

God I missed him.

I was *just* telling M. about how much I love the two weekends before Mardi Gras in Nola — specifically, the Krewe de Vieux parade.

And this, my friends, is why…

cajunboy:

Before yesterday’s Krewe du Vieux parade, I saw a cat enter a bar (Molly’s), plop itself up on a barstool and get served a drink. And that wasn’t even the strangest thing I saw last night.

(via soupsoup)

Well shucks.

(But be careful, they sometimes smother infants by accident. Or at least they claim it was “by accident.”)

(via suitep)

Snow patrol.

Cat + Vivier collaboration. Who says gingers can’t wear red? 

M’s away on a business trip (of the distilling variety…um best job ever) so it’s just me & Luxury Cat. 

keepsdiary:

Cat 
Brush Pen in Moleskine

darklamb:

Meow- ?

I think you’ll find it’s pronounced “mrrraow?”

suitep:

Living with a lion. (more)

Can still relate.

Ha. Me too.

Doesn’t matter what you think, cat. You’re mine all mine.

Nabbed from Laura’s Instagram.

My cats are famous!! They were the New Year’s Eve Ca$hcats. My life is complete.