Gypsy-Lious

Dear Blake Lively,

You have beautiful, long golden hair. We can role play, you are Rapunzel, I'll be the handsome Prince. I will climb your well moisturized voluminous hair, like it is a high school gym rope during an endurance test worth 30% of my mark.
If that's what you're into . . . Whatever if not, I can totally return the purple velvet pantaloons, and the steed I rented from the adult costume store.

I love the awkward way your jaw sits. I spend hours watching your brilliant acting on Gossip Girl, studying the set of your mouth. Is it an over bite? Underbite? Your teeth are remarkably straight, kudos to your orthodontist, so I don't think it is misaligned teeth. Maybe it is just hard for your face to contain the beauty of your smile.
I hear harps when you smile. They always play Beethoven's Symphony No. 9, you know, Drink Milk Love Life. I'm not sure why though.

I'm quite sure your legs are the base of Mount Olympus. The legs well tanned, well toned, and long enough to wrap around the circumference of the Earth. They are that beautiful. Gods with extraordinary bodies and weak ankles live on them.

P.S. Don't worry about having to wrap your legs around the equator. Not yet anyway, you should stretch and practice first. I'll sacrifice my waist for you to learn on ;)

I love your legs through thick and thin. Even the times you dress yourself in jump suits, and rompers. I still love you, and even think you still look hot. That's love Liv, can I call you Liv honey?
But really if this is going to work between us, you have to ditch the rompers. Please?

Think about us. I could be the cute, awkward, good looking but not good enough looking to steal the spot light from you person. Think of the red carpets. I will be noticeable enough for everyone to recognize your good taste in dates. I can make witty remarks about everyone's outfits.

"Omg, I think Madonna tripped on the way out the door and got tangled in her curtains. Thank God! She didn't break her hip. She needs to be more careful at her age."
"I knew it! Lindsay Lohan has an inverted nipple! It looks like she jumped some poor flamboyant twink as he walked out of a club. A thigh length mesh shirt, with a shoelace around your head? Oh Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay, we get it. Your hair is naturally red. You don't need to show us that the carpets match the curtains. We believe you!"

I won't step on your dress. Oh! I am tall, so you can wear heels without looking like a giant.

Think about it Liv. We could be great. Let me know soon about the Rapunzel thing. I need notice to reserve a room with a balcony.

Love,

Your Dreamboat.