A Cat and His Box

My kitty, Banjo, has an addiction. An obsession. And it's boxes.

If there is a box in the apartment, he will find it and squeeze all 16lbs of him in it (which is a healthy weight for a Maine Coon, in case anyone was like OMG FATTY CATTY).

2 weekend ago, I bought a new box of mandarin orange seltzer, and after emptying out the box, I tossed it on the floor for my dear furry friend to investigate. Well, it was love at first sight. He lays by this box all the time, and tries to fit into it, using Maru's technique.

Last week, he parted from the box for a little to hang out by the window and chatter at birds, and my other cat, Jinx, came to check it out. Without missing a beat, he sprints from the bedroom to the kitchen and LEAPS on her (he is twice her weight), causing her to hiss and run away. He then nibbled his box and shifted his eyes around for 5 minutes.

What a life.

Introducing... me!

Ah, yes. Me. The topic I know so very much about. I'm FINALLY joining the blog world, after much debate of whether it's worth the trouble or not (I guess it is).

Anyway, I'm going to use this first entry as a throw away introduction. So, here goes!

That's me! My name is Malarie, I'm 22 years old and a Libra (birthday's in 2 weeks - buy some presents now!). I currently reside outside of Washington DC and am moving up to the big apple early next year.

That's my boyfriend, Justin. We've been together for 2 years and going strong. He's a nerd, I'm a nerd. It works.

These are our cats, Banjo (with the umbrella) and Jinx (not with the umbrella). They are both one and cool as hell. Well, Banjo is, anyway. Jinx is pretty neurotic. They're cute, though!

I create those things. Jewelry, and bleached accessories. I could sit here and pine away about the days of yester-year, when I was but a wee child who would gaze upon jewelry and dream of one day when I would make it. But, I'm not one of those artists. However, I do love creating, and I totally dig fashion. I have a lot of fun doing what I do and I quit my day job to pursue a career (and now dream) of being immersed in the fashion world. I haven't looked back since, best decision of my life ever.

As I said, I love the fashion world. I also love criticizing it (it's a love/hate relationship). Plan on reading about things I love, things I made, things I hate and designers that should die. Why should you care? I don't know, but you shouldn't need to ask.