Dear So and So

Dear Joy Behar,
Obviously, you are entitled to your own personal view, but I’m just curious about one thing. Regarding the evolution gig…I get that you think we came from monkeys. What I don’t get is where you think the monkey came from.

A Child Of The King,
Princess Emily

P.S. Oh, and for your sake soul, you better hope you’re right.


Dear Cameron Diaz,
Is it possible for you to look bad? I think I already know the answer to that question: no. I would love to trade bodies with you for a day, and I think you'd be so fun to hang out with.

Keep it real,
Emily



Dear Christina Aguilera,
As you know, I've never been a huge fan (if you didn't know before, you know now), but I think you really botched the National Anthem before Game 6 of the NBA finals. However, you did kindof redeem yourself before Game 7, so I give you kudos for that. But, would you please stop trying to be Marilyn Monroe and/or Lady Gaga?

Game 6:


Game 7:


Rest awhile,
Emily

Dear Katie Holmes,
You've gotten a lot of flack since you married that crazy couch jumping man known as Tom Cruise. And I have to say, you let your style slip a bit at the beginning of the marriage. But girl, you are back and better than ever! You look amazing!

Keep up the good work,
Emily


Dear Kendrick Perkins,
I'm really sorry that your Celtics didn't win another championship (even if I wanted the Lakers to win all along). It has to be hard to get that close and then not make it to the end goal. And it must suck even worse for you that you blew out your knee in the game before Game 7 of the NBA Finals. When I saw this picture of you, I felt bad. Dreams are dreams, and I would hate to see mine disappear right before my eyes, too. And although I am having a little pity on you now, I do think you could really work on your attitude. There's really no need to whine to the refs after every single call.

Better luck next time,
Emily



Dear Nicole Richie,
Have you heard of a hair brush? Apparently not. I've been to LA; there is a Target so you could definitely find one there.

Pathetic,
Emily


Dear Soccer guy Dempsey,
I caught part of the World Cup (side note: OMG how does one human survive that long while running back and forth like crazy) and I saw you score the only goal for the USA that day. And after you did it, you made some hand gestures and pointed to the sky, and I was immediately curious as to why you did it. Then, I read an article about you and you do that gesture as a way of acknowledging your younger sister who died from a brain tumor. I think that is awesome. In a world of big headed show-offs who seem way too good to even acknowledge (much less thank and pay homage to) the families that helped them get to where they are, you are a rare gem. And while I really couldn't care less about the World Cup, I do hope you get a win for your lil' sis.

Go USA!
Emily


Dear Miley,
As you know, I've never been a huge fan, although I must admit that I have 2 of your songs on my iPod. But I think this time, you've officially reached psycho status. First of all, who in their right mind wears 7 inch shoes that are hideously ugly? And secondly, who spends $1500 on a pair of uglier than sin shoes? Apparently you do. And for the record, your hair looks stringy and not attractive at all.

Take note of your ridiculousness,
Emily


Dear Lea and Matthew,
If you've read my blog at all (as I'm sure you have, Matthew, as we will soon be husband and wife), you know that I'm a huge fan of Glee. I heart that show. That being said, you both knocked it out of the park at the Tony Awards. Who knew Mr. Schuester could dance?!?

And oh my, you are such a fine fine man. And Lea, you looked fab, once again. Classy. Elegant. Age appropriate. I give you a ten.

Keep it up,
Emily