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Fashion and Fluffballs : Peace, Love and a Frenchie Flower Child

16.11.15

{Fashion and fluffballs illustration : Fluffy Skirts and Frenchie Petal Pup © Shell-Sherree}

Stairs are a beautiful place to paws.

We can fluff out our skirts, kick off our shoes, and enjoy vantage points within easy reach for pats and rubby-dubs.

So come, be a flower child and pull up a stair. We will talk of peace, and all that is beautiful and kind and loving in the world. Elderflower champagne cocktails are on tap, along with a chocolate fountain. Joss sticks are optional. And on that note ...

Peace and love to you.

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Fashionable Friday : Agent Violet and the Tousled Tryst

8.11.15

{Fashion and fluffballs illustration : Tousled and Tempting © Shell-Sherree}

Agent Violet had her answer with regards to both Harlequin Hat Box and Sir Percy's response to her wardrobe choice for his soirée. And now, a hasty exit from his private wing was in order.

A visit from One Who Knows More was imminent. She needed to prepare and there was no time to waste. While she and Sir Percy conferred, her canine eavesdropped on glittering not-so-small talk from the camouflage of impeccably framed artworks. She hoped he had gleaned something useful and they needed to debrief.

As Violet turned the key in the lock of her apartment, she heard a humming sound and paused. Her feline's fur stood on end and her canine was alert. Confirmation enough. It was not the after-effects of Sir Percy's particularly fine Dom Perignon thrumming in her ears. It was something ominous, she was sure.

Would Violet have time to fix her hair? Was Sir Percy's calling card sufficient leverage with the One Who Knows More? Could her canine's Italian greyhound guise be useful if the meeting grew bleak? Let us hold our breath and ready the smelling-salts while we consider. And on that note ...

Happy Fashionable{-y late} Friday to you !

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Fashionable Fairytale : Halloween Pumpkin Furry Tails

31.10.15

{Fashion and fluffballs illustration : Cinderella's Furry Tails © Shell-Sherree}

On Halloween, not all pumpkins are destined to be Jack-o-Lanterns.

I'm a wuss when it comes to gruesomeness and things that go bump in the night, so in keeping with the classic denial you know to expect of me, today's illustration is a sure indication of my preference for this night of the year. Ooh, pretty fluffy things! Who doesn't love a good furry tail?!

Let us sip Cointreau champagne cocktails, nibble orange jaffa macarons and gaze at the stars oblivious to the kooky and the spooky. Dew-laden crystalline cobwebs, on the other hand, are welcome any time. And on that note ...

Happy Fashionable Fairytale to you!

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Fashionable Friday : Totes Adorable in Paris

23.10.15

{Fashion and fluffballs illustration : Totes Adorable in Paris © Shell-Sherree}

To the Paris Daydream-mobile ! We have a casual weekend ahead. While we are wandering the cobblestones in the comfort of ballet flats or white Converse, our stilettos shall be buffed and tended by a team of mice in tutus. Toting our kitties is therefore an essential. Our chihuahua, on the other hand, can laze around in bed instead. And on that note ...

Happy Fashionable Friday to you !

PS: If you'd like a totes adorable Shell Sherree tote for toting your toteables, please click here to browse and procure. Disclaimer: kitties are for styling purposes only.

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Fashionable Friday : Agent Violet and the Curlicued Staircase

17.10.15

Fashion and fluffballs illustration : Violet Ruffles at the Curlicued Staircase © Shell-Sherree

Sir Percy's soirées were always scintillating, yet never without motive. In this instance, the timing for Agent Violet was extremely fortuitous.

After a stimulating game of table tennis during which her feline took no prisoners, her energy was reinvigorated and she narrowed her trains of thought to just three. As her assignation with The Groomer revealed no material contents within The Harlequin Hat Box and its lining, she weighed up the possibilities.

Could The Groomer have deftly sequestered a clue with his masterful slight of hand, acquired through a childhood apprenticeship with The Magician? Her eyes were sharp, but trust may have dulled them. More likely, however, The Harlequin Hat Box was carrying a cryptic clue rather than purveying a physical one. Crosswords taxed her patience so part of her hoped this was not the case. But the tedium of a puzzle would be preferable to the option tingling a chill up her spine in spite of her gossamer wrap. Could it be that the mere act of possessing it would attract contact in due course from One Who Knows More? History told her such a situation never came without peril. Sir Percy knew this full well and she sensed he was withholding something.

Is it possible for her canine to eat the canapés without revealing one of his secrets? Will Sir Percy divulge how The Harlequin Hat Box came into his possession? And will her plunging décolletage help or hinder in loosening his lips? Let us mingle and exchange knowing-unknowing glances over our glasses of Dom Perignon and citrus-cured ocean trout tartlets. And on that note ...

Happy Fashionable Friday to you !

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Fashionable Friday : Agent Violet and the Unyielding Assignation

10.10.15

Agent Violet paced. It helped her sift through the infinite possibilities constantly flitting across both sides of her brain and secure the pertinent ones akin to Harry Potter capturing the Golden Snitch. Sometimes it worked, sometimes they eluded her and she had to hang onto her broomstick ~ or in her case, her spontaneous wardrobe-change abilities.

The meeting with The Groomer had been uneventful, aside from a moment of silent mutual discomfiture when he discovered her Eclair Contact had used Vegemite in lieu of his favourite aniseed and bourbon paste. Their rivalry was bitter, akin to the Seville orange from whose tree they fell out ~ and had a falling out ~ late one heady night in Andalucia several seasons ago. It's a long story for another time.

On the plus side, her assignation with The Groomer was fairly swift and free of obvious peril. On the minus side, it yielded nothing. The Groomer scanned The Harlequin Hat Box with every device in his impressive arsenal and came up blank. When they opened it according to Sir Percy's missive, armed with trepidation and shielded by her Ninja silkworm cape, they were met with an empty box and feelings to match. Pacing wasn't cutting the mustard. She would have to take to the ping pong table instead.

Will Agent Violet's feline beat her at table tennis? Must her canine change from French Bulldog to English in order to fetch the ping pong balls? And what strange secret is held by The Harlequin Hat Box in a mysterious Place Not Yet Found. Let us wince delicately as we sip on Chinotto and speculate. And on that note ...

Happy Fashionable Friday to you !

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