Cameras simply refuse to make me look all pretty and cute... might be the straggly beard. Only option remains to look creepy instead... which I mostly achieve. The cheeks kinda ruin the effects.
Ze Cat above (I have decided that all cat's speak with strange accents. The cuter they are, the more germanic/nazi-torture-camp they sound) haz planz. Oh zes, many planz... Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaanflesssshhhh!
Pictured: the last time I'm ever going to wear that top in public. Whilst it fit well with my videogame pirate costume, I had to listen to two of my geeky male friends telling me about how they were being careful to look me in the eye when they were speaking to me, and as I walked in and out of the function, I got eyed up by the security guards like I was about to tell them how much I cost by the hour. Awkward. I do love that coat though. Also pictured: my first experience with a chocolate fountain, after several free drinks vouchers of truly foul cocktail mix and house wine. Classy night all around.
Yskaya - what you have learned is probable one of the most important life skills you will ever learn (apart from killing a bear with your bare hands...)
Just got back from the desert, where I joined the Critical Tits bike ride with thousands of other topless women through Black Rock City, and found the best koozie ever, amongst many other incredible experiences.
...That does look suspiciously like a full windsor but, then again.. It could easily be half a windsor as well, the seemingly slightly askance angle of the knot might, in fact, indicate as much. My eyes may be playing tricks on me. Not really important. More so: Very suave, and a nice knot. That obviously goes for Ben, as well.