As promised, the long awaited photo shoots of her royal naughtiness, the Diva Dutchess Marie!! 22 pics for your enjoyment and giggle fits ^__^

What’s a photo shoot? I’m not sure I like this . . .

*sigh* If you must. My front is not my good side.

Is this my good side?

I think I’d rather jump on you mum . . . *snap* *leap*

Bored now . . .

WHAT?! You think I’m going to be all pretty and lovely for just that little BIT of a carrot?? C’mon, DIVA here.

What THE . . . . ???

Okay, here you go.

Two pics were exhausting.

Mum, watching you workout makes ME tired. Good thing I’m a diva.

Haven’t you ever seen a rabbit with a laundry basket before?

I definately smell mum in here . . . Seduction by Imari.

Oooo! Stairs. *squee*

Do you mind? I mean really, a diva goes to have a private consul to ask Santa for presents and you gotta stick your nose in.

*deep voice* The New Monster Movie with the Rabbit Heroine . . . Shadow Bunny! *Dutchess* Mum, you’re ruining the effect with your finger.

Mum, are you really gonna follow me around EVERYWHERE?

Was that Santa!? I DISTINCTLY heard reindeer hooves!

Only a diva can look this cute while sleeping. *Note the upturned tail in the back, no she’s not going, she just likes to stick it up against the wall*

This is the Diva’s chair. Mum may own it, but it’s for Diva’s only. Which means me.

If I could just get under here . . *muffle muffle*

Oooo . . . mum left a cord out! *snicker* *mum rushes to remove cord*

I’m ready for my close up, Mr. DeMille. Please, autographs are reserved for the end of the evening.