Dog Blog 1

Photo by Noriko Knox

We all know that every dog must have it's day. So I thought on the occasion of my baby turning the big 2.0, I'd give her not one, but two afternoons of pure uninterrupted luxe canine bliss. And while emulating Paris Hilton rides high at the top of my list of things to which I most definitely do not aspire, I fear that I've eclipsed her when it comes to attaining new heights of doggie ridiculousness. Shove over Tinkerbell, Butters is the new spoiled bitch in town. We even have the hot pink doggie Ferrari to prove it.

It would seem that I've created something of a Frakenfashiondog. At least it makes for some seriously adorable photos.

Cabbages & Frocks

First we indulged ourselves in a lovely afternoon for spoiled West London pups at the Cabbages & Frocks Dog Fair in Marylebone. Organic home-made biscuits, English heritage leather collars and leashes, and enough chihuahuas sporting designer gear (and collar bling to boot) to make you think you're in Beverly Hills. That is until it rains.

That is the absolute right reaction to a pom sighting

One if by land...

...two if by oversized white Mulberry tote!

yesss doggie cargo jeans! soooo hot right now!

When my friend pointed out to this woman that she looked like her dog, she responded, "that was the idea." I think I need a puffy blonde wig...

Butters knows how to handle the boys

Harrods
Photos by Marina Scukina

Then off to Harrods Pet Kingdom; forget heaven, all dogs should go to Harrods. Butters loves Harrods so much that she actually cannot physically contain herself when we turn on to Brompton Road...wincing and squirming with anticipation as soon as her puppy eyes catch sight of them green awnings. Now, you can't actually peruse the wonders of Harrods with a dog in tow, but you can take them into the store through door 3 and wait for a member of the pet team to come and escort you up to the fourth floor. Butters knows the way, navigating the recesses of the Al Fayed empire with more speed and skill than I ever brought to the floorplan of my own native Barney's.

Butters' first Louboutins, excuse me, Loubarktins.

Doggie "dressing grooms." I'm not even kidding. Are our posh pups expected to strip down in public? This is Harrods we're talking about!

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