These are my fashion consultants, Papillon and Kokopelli.
Kokopelli, in particular, decides how I will dress, each morning.
It's not really so much the expression on his face,
or his body language, which makes me dress the way I do.
And it's not exactly as if his wardrobe is all that, either.
It has more to do with the activities Kokopelli enjoys.
And the claws.
This is why I don't wear shorts or skirts in the middle of a hot summer.
These jeans, though, meet with his approval.
Other beasts with claws and teeths and degrees of approval can be found via Modulator's Friday Ark #150, and every Sunday evening at Carnival of the Cats. Update: The Carnival is posted, at Life From a Cat's Perspective. Go and see. We'll still be here when you get back.