No news to anyone, I say there can’t be enough cats and kittens in the world. This will probably be brought up when I’m found at the age of 95, eaten by my hungry hoard of cats, lying amongst a pile of books and sketches, purple hair splaying in every direction and iTunes still on shuffle. I don’t care! Since I could walk I’ve been torturing my mother by bringing home stray cats – who can resist their beautiful feline features? Those little pussy noses! Wittle whiskers!!
I love it even more when they make their way into high fashion. This sketch is homage to my gorgeous and uber talented friend Paul Barry, one of many incredible images he art-directed for Gucci. Perfectalina, meow.