Dear Steve Madden: Thanks for making shoes in my size. I only feel a little self-conscious shopping in the “teen” shoe section at Nordstrom.
Dear Halloween: I am so excited that you’re here! I hope we get lots of trick-or-treaters (because otherwise I am gonna eat allllll the candy).
Dear Young Frankenstein and The Nightmare Before Christmas: You guys are going to make things so festive tonight. I love it.
Dear Hawaii: What about how I’m coming to see you? (Soon!)
Dear Neutrogena: Guess what? I’m about to make your fall sunscreen sales go through the roof. You’re welcome.
Dear Kindle: What are we gonna read next? I am having a mental block with book-buying.
Dear Goodreads: Your suggestions for what I should read next prove that we clearly don’t know each other very well. And FYI, just because I read Fifty Shades of Grey (I mean, who didn’t?) and The Hunger Games doesn’t mean I only want to read harlequin romances or weird teen-fantasy books.
Dear Rain: If you could arrive around mid-November, that would be great. KC says I can’t use the fireplace until you show up.
Dear KC: Remember when you agreed to dress up as a spider so we could all be bugs for Halloween? I love you.
Dear Penny: Are you ready to put on your bumblebee costume? I can’t wait.