The Shoes

So I just read the comments for the photo session giveaway with Bonnie and I have been laughing myself silly over THE SHOES.

There is one person reading this blog for whom those pink heels will look eerily familiar. That person is my neighbor's twenty-year-old daughter Brianna, who is away at college. The pink heels are HER shoes and I took them out of her bedroom closet!!!

My formal apology:

Dearest Brianna,
This is as good of time as any to let you know that the minute that you and your sister leave for school after any given holiday or break, your mom calls me up and together we rummage through your rooms and pilfer any item of clothing that you have left behind and that we can squeeze ourselves into. For future reference, don't believe us when we tell you that your new shirt is unflattering or that we think that your knee-high boots say 'exotic dancer.' Take comfort in the fact that we lower your self-esteem for purely selfish reasons; namely, we want your stuff. Instead of getting angry and texting us ugly messages that include the phrases "invasion of privacy" and "thou shalt not steal," think of us as adoring and covetous sisters, preferably younger ones without frown lines and coupon organizers.

Love,
Your Awesome Neighbor