My New Cats Make Their Blog Debut!

If you’re avid reader of my blog, you probably remember my super sad (yes, I cried while writing it) post about my late cat,Angel.  I rescued Angel from a shelter (ok, my Dad rescued her, technically) when I was 12 years old and brought her out to LA from New York when I moved out in 2009.  Sadly, Angel passed away in December 2011, at almost 17 years old, of liver cancer…and hence, I was devastated.  It’s funny how many people told me I should get  a new cat, as a replacement, when I really wanted to say back to them “if your sister died, would you tell your parents to adopt a new daughter?”  I know it sounds extreme, but the bond that I had with Angel was something very real and very deep.  I grew up with her.  Angel cuddled with me the first time that a boy dumped me, she sat on my lap and purred when I was grounded in my room and bored to death, she kept me company when I moved to a strange city where I knew a total of two people.  “Replacing” Angel was never an option for me; however, as my friend Ashley told me, I have a lot of love to give and any cat would be lucky to live with me.  It’s not “replacing” Angel, it’s simply moving on and helping another animal that needs a home.  After about one year, I was ready.

Enter Gemma Angel and Gea.  I only intended to get ONE cat (Gemma Angel) but, of course, the foster family saw that I have “SUCKER” clearly written all over my face when it comes to anything that meows.  Gea (the smaller kitten) is Gemma’s daughter and they were rescued from a kill shelter in Carson, California.  Ironically enough, they were being fostered at a mansion in the Hollywood Hills, right next to Chris Brown’s house, but they seem to have adjusted to the downgrade that IS my “executive studio” apartment.  I love my little girls and even though I know that Angel would LOATHE both of them, I know, deep down, that she’s secretly happy for me…and probably chowing down on some salmon, next to a warm fire place.

Make sure to follow me on Instagram for even more Gemma and Gea pics…you’ll get sick of me, for sure.

A Dedication to Angel

I don’t normally like to write super personal posts but ironically, they usually seem to be my most visited. You may have noticed a lack of posts in the last two weeks and honestly, this post is extremely difficult for me to even write so I’m just going to type it – on December 22nd, I had to put my 16.5 year old cat, Angel, to sleep. Anyone who knows me (or follows me on Twitter) knows how utterly obsessed and in love I was with Angel; I rescued her from a shelter in Carmel, New York when I was TWELVE years old.  Twelve, people.  This means that Angel saw me through my awkward pre-teen years, moved with me five times (including a cross country flight), and was basically my child for the past 16.5 years.  Discovering that she had a large tumor on her liver is probably some of the worst news that I’ve ever received, especially since she was perfectly healthy only six months ago, but I know putting her to sleep was the right thing to do since she was in so much pain.

I’ve been struggling a lot since she passed.  I come home and she’s not at the door meowing, happy to see me.  I’m finding her fur on my clothes.  Her food bowl is still full, waiting for her.  Her Christmas stocking is still hanging over my fireplace.  People keep telling me it will get easier, and I know it will.  This is part of life and Angel lived a VERY long life – she was nearly 100 in cat years, after all.  But I wanted to write a little dedication to her on my blog because Angel was amazing and a truly vital part of my life that I will never, ever forget.  RIP Angel, you’re forever in my heart.

And now, back to beauty, fashion and lifestyle posts!

Photo: Angel, sitting on my lap reading my blog