Acting Catty

Truman has decided, much to my chagrin, that I need to start waking up every morning at 5:00am. Yes, Truman is my feline companion (you can read about how he became such on my guest post on Good Girl Gone Blog). And much like Simon's cat, he has always been adamant about waking me up when it was time for breakfast. But in the past month or so, he's decided he wants his breakfast earlier and earlier. Is it an early sunrise? The fact that he's on a diet and doesn't get to gorge himself at dinner? These are mysteries only a cat can answer, all I know is that each morning I am awakened ever earlier, first by gentle nudges and purrs, and finally with insistent meows and even nibbling bites. The other day I woke to find him pulling the ponytail holder out of my hair with his teeth. He's a creative little bugger.

I've started throwing him out of the room in the mornings, but he has mastered the locking mechanism on the door and just opens it right back up again. How safe I feel locked in the bedroom, knowing that even a cat can open the door with minimal effort!

Anyway, after several bouts of me throwing Truman out / him bursting back in, this morning I gave up. As I fed him, and listened to his happy purrs as he shoved his face in his food (not a delicate eater, that one), I decided to pay homage to his persistence with my outfit. On went my cat print dress! It was later in the day when I realized the animal print on this dress is somewhat generic. Is it tiger? Zebra? Whatever it is, it's animal, just like the little beast with whom I share my apartment, and, increasingly, my morning hours. 

Like the glowing eyes? The one with me is the infamous Truman. Clinton is on the table.

Dress: Target

Shoes: Modcloth

Wrap sweater: Victoria's Secret

Bag: Vintage

Sunglasses: Urban Outfitters

Initial necklace: Tiffany's
Round pendant: Tiffany's

Watch: Michael Kors

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