If you want to know how to model and make the most of the lightening, you don't need a Tyra Banks, Next Top Model education, you need to take notes from this guy! In fact, he is so well suited to the fashion world, when I told my sister I bought Hunter wellies, she thought I'd bought wellingtons for my cat!!
This is Hunter. Admittedly for those who know me, they expected 'The Dainty Hunter' to be about this little guy. Now, in all honesty, as cute as the little blight seems, he is named rather aptly! Hunter is the inspiration for the title of this blog, but why you may ask? Well, I shall explain..
I adopted Hunter from an Italian family I used to work with and maybe that is where his passion for fashion emerged, after all the Italians are famous for their love of all things designer. It might also have had something to do with how I used to carry him around in a bag as a kitten. See, Hunter loves bags! If there is a bag and he can get in it - he will!
So, whilst adorning his brown glitter collar this is what he gets up too..
Not the greatest of poses yet a classic example of Hunter getting snug in one of my Topshop bags, whilst lying next to a Fiorelli. He daintily slinks his way in and curls his way round, positioning himself perfectly within the body of the bag. Once, I thought I'd lost him, after calling on him for hours with no sight of him. Where was he? Hauled up in my Calvin Klein taking a casual cat nap!
Hunter has serious trend awareness only sleeping in the latest fashionable item. Only the best will do, although I occasionally find him like this ..
..adopting the security and safety of a plastic bag as if it were the womb!
The recreation of the womb - that is how at home Hunter is around a bag and this is where me and him connect so well.
I understand his love and adoration for a good tote, satchel or clutch. If I buy one and Hunter lies on it or sleeps on it, I know it was a great buy! Although.. he is partial to a snooze on the boyfriend's laptop carrier?
Hunter has been a great fashion companion over the last couple of years. He has opened my eyes and now I truly understand why the runway is called a Catwalk!
So concludes the story of the Cat and the Bags.
The furry little creature will no doubt continue his love affair with fashion.
I think we tired him out.
please be aware that this blog is heavily laden with sarcasm and is merely a comical post. I do not truly believe my cat is fashion forward. Although wouldn't that be a BGT hit!
Also, Hunter was not harmed in the taking of these pictures and willing got into the bags! I swear.