|Anna Fox's Ocean Hotel Restaurant, courtesy of Anna Fox|
Even as a girl I hated pink. Mother loved it. What I wanted was white fur, paws and whiskers. Face-painting was big back then, and every time, they tell me, I’d ask for the cat’s face. That whole holiday I dipped my paws in my food and licked, like the cat in the advert.
Later I joined the furries, but a synthetic suit wasn’t enough.
It wasn’t that hard to buy real snow leopard whiskers. The surgeon was harder, but you can find anything in Mexico.
I’ll do a photo shoot to pay for it, when my nose has healed.