If I could write a letter to a certain piece of clothing... it would be the tutu.
Why do you taunt me? You are my weakness... my addiction and "need". I have no self control when I see you... no restraint or discipline. You have turned the Chitlin's closet into a rainbow of tulle. You have turned me into one of those crazy hoarders that are in constant denial...
"It's ok... we don't have this color." ....I whisper to myself softly.
"At least it's not a closet full of breeding cats." ....I say a little louder.
"It's a closet full of magic and imagination." ...I state with a smile.
Please leave me alone dear tutu... you are making me crazy with all the ridiculous cuteness.