. Love Letters From My Desk .

Dear Lilly Pulitzer,

How I love thee. How. I. Love. Thee. I think you and I have begun a beautiful friendship, full of pinks, and greens, and maxi dresses that are long enough. Let's hang out more often, okay?

Sincerely,

Devoted

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Dear Victoria's Secret:

You and I are not on speaking terms right now because of this (found in the front pocket of a brand new robe I just ordered):

{That's right. You're looking at a used Kleenex.}

It's alright though. You're working to fix the problem (I hope), and we'll soon be friends again.

I'm never really one to hold a grudge.

Sincerely,

Grossed Out

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Dear Momma:

Thanks for the Valentine's Day card and the pretty pink dress. I love you more than Jimmy John's barbecue chips (that's a lot).

Bec

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Dear January --

If you could just stop being so JAM PACKED for two seconds, this girl over here with the chest cold would SERIOUSLY appreciate it.

Always a fan,

Becky

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Dear Sweet Baby T.,

You're the size of a banana this week. You can taste the things that I taste, which are forming your own food loves. If I could feed you Miller Lite and Mexican food every single day, I would. Because we all know THAT is the kind of stuff you should just live on.

All my love,

Your Momma