Today, a raccoon followed me home (legit). I ran quickly into my house and locked the door, and then remembered I had a hair appointment. So after a quick prep talk (“Just scream at it!”) I swung open the door…
To find the damned thing sitting on the step. So I screamed (it didn’t run, btw) and had my roommate scare it off. Then I went to get my hair cut.
In honour of the (probably rabid) rodent who forced me to spend my evening locked in my house, I present these adorable Marc Jacobs mouse flats.


(images from saksfifthavenue.com)











