On our first game drive we spotted a young leopard hanging out in a tree. Our ranger told us he was too young to hunt so he was waiting for his mom to come back with dinner. We sat there silently watching him yawn, stretch and lick his paws on a high tree branch as if it were a lazy boy. What struck me right away was how beautiful his coat was. I’ve always been a fan of the print but never had I been this mesmerized by it. Naturally, I brought along a leopard print of my own so for one of our safari lodge dinners I pulled it out to wear with a pair of leather pants.