post office of the united states of chelsea.

i thought it was about time to do some little letters again, as always inspired by rockstar diaries, because they are simply perfect for saying what you need to say.

dear dove,

now this is what i am talking about! {i like to believe you saw what i wrote and immediately sent this package to my nearest store.}

dear winter olympics,

you're fun and all {for about an hour} but when you replace regularly scheduled programming like the office and 30 rock i start to get a little mother bear with her cubs on you.

dear hair,

calm down!

dear bumble and bumble,

send me free hair products?!

dear killer core workout class,

you'll be hearing from my lawyers. you actually killed my core. am i allowed to sue?! {yep, i'm gonna be struggling MAJOR to just brush my teeth for the next couple days}

dear me,

make the right choice.

dear lucy,

so about you being a boy...

{time for a new name!}

dear 50% off EVERYTHING day at goodwill,

thank you for giving me this skirt for a mere two dollars.

its my new fave and keeps me warm on these cold days!

dear daunting to-do list,

i don't like you very much.

dear bravo,

thanks for distracting me and allowing me procrastinate from my giant to-do list. {OH wait, no. nope. no thanks at all.} p.s. andy cohen for president of bravo!

dear opinionated women of the blogosphere,

HELP!

my hair is getting ratty and its time for a change. i'm trying to decide between my long bob {circa 2008} and bangs {circa self-made faux bangs by me 2010}. what do you think i should do!?

signed.

sealed.

delivered.

{michael buble} i'm yours.