So, then. Whilst perusing Wikipedia this morning, I learned that today is the 50th anniversary of the American publication of Lolita. I suppose I could have celebrated by attempting to seduce the middle-aged man who sits behind me, but he wasn't in today, so I am contenting myself instead with posting this (even though the iconic image of Sue Lyon bears no resemblance whatsoever to the character described by Nabokov...damned Hollywoodization):
No, she was not impressed in the slightest with me, but amazingly, still comes around. Silly trusting kitty.