J. Smith-Cameron suggested that we meet for martinis at Bemelmans, the gilded piano bar at the Carlyle Hotel. I couldn’t have chosen better. The place, very old-school and very New York, seemed perfectly suited to Smith-Cameron, who has long been a fixture of the city’s theatre scene and who radiates effortless elegance. (She also smells divine, a trail of Narciso Rodriguez For Her eau de parfum.) [x]

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Spontaneous urge for cat. I was really torn between the top two--they have very different feels, but the rounded ears are v endearing. Jieran (he/they) is based on the leopard cat and is a reimagination of another old OC renamed bc apparently the old name is derogatory slang.

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