Those of you who know me outside of this blog know that I’m kind of obsessed with cats. Like, really obsessed. In the creepiest way possible. Whatever. I follow my parents’ cat around hopelessly whenever I’m home. (He senses my enthusiasm and detests me.) I’ve been begging Stefan for a kitten since the day we met. (Two years ago, he gave me this for my birthday as a joke, and now she lives at the BaubleBar HQ.) Anyway. Someday I will get my kitten (or ten) but until then, I’m just a little bit obsessed with all things cats. Hate cats? I apologize. Sorry, I’m not sorry.