I once had a cat - a beautiful Mae-West-feisty Maine Coon - named Lillian, whose size and boldness earned her the rather Hip-Hop sounding stage name Big Lil. She was a saucy, sassy, spitfire - with a fluffy lioness feather-boa-looking neck ruff... and her profession was destroying furniture, manually. (That sweet tabby you see atop the blog is not Big Lil - but Good Luck Employee Number One, about whom you can read at the Catwalk Today page near the Art Fashion Creation archives... but let's return to Lillian and the subject at hand... paw... claw.)
On the sly, she attacked upholstered furniture of all types - but it seems pleather, or naugahyde, was Lil's preferred prey. During Big Lil's very long lifetime, her confirmed furniture conquests/victories included:
- a brown naugahyde rocker belonging to my grandmother (which suffered a later attack to the legs by my Boston Terrrier's jaws - not my grandmother, but the rocker).
- a small, ladylike (but ugly) chartreuse and wooly boucle chair
- another unsightly velvety mauve chair
- an avocado green naugahyde footstool (from the '70s)
- a black vinyl weightlifting bench
Although, the injuries she inflicted upon my cream leather sofa seem unwarranted.
All these memories were produced while observing March 2013 Elle magazine's Paris Review fashion spread. My first thought was "Big Lil Has Been Here!"
