Back in October, I was watching a movie, “Stuart, a Life Backwards.” It is a fantastic film about the life of Stuart Shorter, a homeless man in Cambridge. It is a real story and basically, Stuart is royally fucked up mentally because his childhood was as fucked up as a mouse refusing to eat cheese.
You’re a fashion-forward maven in a work-a-day world: you’ve got it all and the mile-high stilettos to boot. Between jetting between your fabulous home and your glitzy job, taking care of yourself, and eating Cheetos by the bagful gourmet food, you’ve got it all covered. Or do you? Tell me: how fashionable is your cat?