Oh, Anthro, come on!
I was just starting to feel like we had a healthy separation...you know, the kind where we both know the other is there if we need each other, but we're just taking a little time to focus on our own things. Right?
So, it's just kinda mean that you send me an email showing me this today:
I really don't know what to do with this stupid, adorable outfit. I could really take the bottom half -- the pants: cute; that belt: omg, cute; those shoes: shut up! cute.
I can handle all of those. I can appreciate their cuteness while keeping my distance.
What am I supposed to do with that, huh?
You know how I love jackets that don't have full sleeves.
It just hurts a little, that's all I'm saying, because I thought we had an agreement.
You know I'll always love you.