The mayor of a sleepy Alaska town is feline fine. The part-Manx cat clawed his way onto the political scene of Talkeetna, Alaska, through a write-in campaign shortly after he was born 15 years ago.
Although his position is honorary, Stubbs’ popularity is real. His election earned him enough press to catapult the town at the base of Mount McKinley into a tourist destination. Read more…
Karl Lagerfeld vs. Martha Stewart: who is the stranger pet owner? It’s a tough call. On one hand, we have Karl, whose Siamese cat (Choupette!) inspired a Chanel couture collection and has two personal maids who keep a diary on her behalf. On the other, we have Martha, who named her kittens Emperor Ch’in (after the Chinese ruler) and Kublai Khan (after the heir to the Mongolian empire), and also owns a Chow Chow named Ghenghis Khan. Oh, wait! Martha definitely wins, and here’s why:
“As with all my new pets, I gently bit each kitten on the face. This is how I let my animals know that I am now their mother.”
There you go. [The Martha Blog via Dlisted]
This is, in most part, a response to Brian Donovan, the man who made confessions about being a male cat owner over at Thought Catalog. Let me start by saying, Brian, you sound like an incredibly kind and thoughtful guy. I’m glad you had the courage to come out of the closet as a male cat owner. I respect you and your honesty. But I must unburden myself.
I am one of the girls you speak of, the kind who cocks her head sideways and looks at you as if you’ve just revealed that you were a fat kid (so was I!) when you tell me you have a cat. You’re right, I do see male cat ownership as a “preexisting condition.” One not conducive to me dating you. But not exactly for the reasons you’re thinking. I don’t find you creepy or feminine (or, I’m sure I wouldn’t if we met in person). There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you whatsoever. It’s not you, it’s ME.
My friends seem to find my dislike of cats humorous. They joke that I will end up marrying a man with tons of cats and proudly scoop litter for all eternity. Let the record stand: That will never happen. Here. We. Go. Deep breath. The reasons why I am thoroughly incompatible with male cat owners … Keep reading »
Choupette Lagerfeld is my literal spirit animal in that she is, in fact, an animal, and also happens to really speak to my spirit, so there you have it. Just when I thought the gloriousness quotient of Karl’s legendary Siamese had finally been capped due to overload, what with recent reports of a photoshoot and eponymous purse, I could not have been more wrong. It turns out that the influence of le chaton on the Kaiser’s design sense does not only not draw the line at soft, fluffy bags, but an entire collection Karl kreated for Chanel was inspired by Choupette’s eyes. And who spilled the beans on the true blue roots of the Spring/Summer 2012 couture collection but Karl’s friend and neighbor Diane Kruger? One more for my extensive list of reasons why I would beyond happily trade lives with the German actress (we’ll call it #2, before Joshua Jackson and after the fact that she is one of the most beautiful people alive): she… has touched… Choupette. Even though she was probably made to wear white silk gloves whilst doing so. [Fashionista]
You were thinking, I don’t see enough presidential cats these days. Let’s remedy that, shall we? Here, a cat resembling Thomas Jefferson. And after the jump, have you seen a cat that looks more like Millard Filmore? Probably not. [Buzzfeed]
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There’s a good chance that I am turning into a weird, babbling robot only capable of spewing out meaningless phrases like “Choupette,” “pretty cat,” and simply “meow.” For example, when I learned this morning of the Chanel cat’s big break, the noise I made could only be likened to a battle cry of sorts. That’s right: famous beauty Choupette Lagerfeld will make her modeling debut in a spread for V magazine (to which her designer dad is a frequent contributor) alongside sexy French super Laetitia Casta. With her stunning Siamese features, natural posing skills, and expertise with an iPad, Choupette really is the total package. Beauty and brains — she’s so dynamic! I just hope she doesn’t get too thin. [Fashionista]
Dear Guy Who Sings “Kiss From A Rose” To His Cat,
Not all of us can hit a high note. Hell, not all of us can hit any notes. But that hasn’t stopped you from expressing your love in the best way you know how: by serenading your cat with Seal’s masterpiece, “Kiss From A Rose.” Some people might watch you and think, Wow, this man is really into his cat. I watch you and think, Here’s a man who really knows how to spoon. Okay, maybe you were trying to cuddle kind of aggressively and a musical serenade is somewhat less romantic when it’s happening under physical duress. Cats are finicky, though. Yours clearly didn’t appreciate the sweetness of your gesture.
I would appreciate it, Guy Who Sings “Kiss From A Rose” to his cat. Call me! [The FW]
Paging Miss Pop: I need these nails, stat! The lovely Elizabeth of fashion and DIY blog Moveslightly combines my two favorite things in the world, beauty and cats, into one squee-worthy package. These kitty nails, inspired by a pair of Charlotte Olympia flats, aren’t just adorable — they also look pretty doable, provided you have access to nail pens and a steady hand. I’m not usually one for decorative nail art, but these I just cannot resist. How could you ever be sad or angry when you have ten little kitty faces on your hands? [Moveslightly]
I used to think I was the craziest cat lover alive, but Karl Lagerfeld is giving me a serious run for my money. The Chanel designer, exalted for his stern, stubborn approach to fashion, diet, not getting massages, and basically everything else ever, has been a bit more subdued since he acquired the famously beautiful Choupette this past Christmas. As anyone who has ever loved a cat will understand, he’s head over heels for his Siamese lady, even going so far as to assure her well-being in his absence with two personal maids and an ongoing diary of her daily activities. (I also presume she can read, but only in French.) If Karl hasn’t broadcasted his affection sufficiently enough, rest assured — as reported by Cathy Horyn of the New York Times, the Choupette handbag is on the horizon. The longtime fashion critic tweeted live yesterday from Chanel’s Paris headquarters, describing the purse as “knitted” and “soft.” I don’t expect to be getting my paws on the bag (or the cat, for that matter) any time soon, but you know when that thing comes out in stores I will be petting it on the shelf. Prrrrr. Choupette. [Refinery29]
Cats have an inability to discern mirror images from real things. Which is what makes this video of a little grey kitten scared of his own reflection so cute. It also proves that cats are likely too stupid to run for president, ever. Senator, maybe, but not president. [YouTube]