I post amazingly adorable things on this blog. An adorablog, if you will. My name is Sarah and you can contact me at wellthatsadorable@gmail.com if you like. Aaaand check out the archive and twitter

 

hipster-animals:

wearable terrarium & micro-bonsai fancier

Hipster Animals is one of my favorite blogs. It’s full of funny, smart and often adorable animals. Nothing’s more adorable than funny-adorable. Follow Friday!

hipster-animals:

wearable terrarium & micro-bonsai fancier

Hipster Animals is one of my favorite blogs. It’s full of funny, smart and often adorable animals. Nothing’s more adorable than funny-adorable. Follow Friday!

“I’m Terry Richardson, dogg.
Get it???!?!?! TOTALLY KIDDING! I so got you. Now for reals, put on that bikini top and take some pics.”

“I’m Terry Richardson, dogg.

Get it???!?!?! TOTALLY KIDDING! I so got you. Now for reals, put on that bikini top and take some pics.”

You’re an asshole, but I can’t stay mad atcha.
(Thanks for the picture, Nick M!)

You’re an asshole, but I can’t stay mad atcha.

(Thanks for the picture, Nick M!)

Add some horn rimmed glasses and a bowtie and that’s some hipster bait right there. 
(Look at this fucking recommendation)

Add some horn rimmed glasses and a bowtie and that’s some hipster bait right there. 

(Look at this fucking recommendation)

I get it, dog. You’re really fucking cool. Like, so cool you don’t even think you’re cool. You follow all that Brooklyn Vegan and Pitchfork stuff so when I talk to you I feel like an idiot because the only songs I know are “Party in the USA” and a remix of “Party in the USA” with Biggie that my aunt sent me, and you still listen to records because you like to listen to the “texture” of the music or some bullshit. Ugh, I wish I could be more mad at you, but your eyes are so big and adorable all I want to do is snuggle. Come here and let me feed you some organic dog biscuits that you made me buy at a Farmers Market.
(via blogalicious)

I get it, dog. You’re really fucking cool. Like, so cool you don’t even think you’re cool. You follow all that Brooklyn Vegan and Pitchfork stuff so when I talk to you I feel like an idiot because the only songs I know are “Party in the USA” and a remix of “Party in the USA” with Biggie that my aunt sent me, and you still listen to records because you like to listen to the “texture” of the music or some bullshit. Ugh, I wish I could be more mad at you, but your eyes are so big and adorable all I want to do is snuggle. Come here and let me feed you some organic dog biscuits that you made me buy at a Farmers Market.

(via blogalicious)