Whoa. Look what the cat dragged in, indeed. If you took a starving stray alley cat Miss Mimi with really sharp nails, a few jersey dresses from Target, and some cat nip to fuel the fire, this is pretty much the end result. This is usually what happens to me when I’m roasting chicken all day and don’t offer any to my kitty harem. They start clawing at me like it’s the end of their friggin world. Roasted chicken is their crack of choice. I’m just thankful they don’t have thumbs. Anywho, this exists if you’re in the market for that raggedy, desert hobo look.
photos: Style