V&B

Vicky, my dearest. It has been a while since we've spoken - physically or virtually - hello! I just read your post and if I may...would love to respond to it frankly.

Lovesickness is remedied by broken hearts. Broken hearts is remedied by love. You, my dear are in Chicago - one of the most alluring spots in the United States studying a graduate degree because you have been gifted by the literary gods with a fuel of dictionary genius. How many girls, plump fingers, and unused leads WISH they could be you. How many ridden with loss of words WISH they could be you. How many small envelopes WISH they could be in your position. Vicky, I do not know what loss of all close friends due to distance feels like nor do I know what Andrew's lack of voice feels like to your hungry ears, yet I do know that regardless of what sadness prevails in your day - there is an equal or greater amount of happiness that can be found. For melancholy loves to fog the eyes and mind with its eager desire to suppress our beams of joy that would shine so bright they would blind us with bliss. Basically, what I am saying is that it is you and you only that de-fogs and rises up above the smoke with a pride of life. For no one can rise you out of the blue waters of aching emotions other than you - the owner of the emotions. Be your own love to remedy a broken heart.

Sabrina, my sweet. Hello!

Weight. One of the most dangerous words in the land of insecure females. Oh, how this word fights fire and daggers the heart with a sense of self-hatred. Female weight issues is one of the most prevalent reasons of depression, insecurity, lack of confidence, submission, violent spouses - women who do not love their bodies lack a possession of self. You my attractive one - have dispelled yourself from any of the above because you have the "ideal body." So you can't eat what you want anymore, I do believe for the past years of your entire life you were that lucky soul who could eat whatever she pleases and never gain a pound. Many of us, including me, cannot eat whatever we want - for sugar slaps itself silly on my bust&butt. I know it must be hard for you maintaining a level of weight that many only see in two dimensions - however, when you complain about food like this it makes me feel somewhat inadequate. It makes me feel like I am fat - even though I know I am not even close to that word, but hearing you be so worried makes me look at myself in ways that I would rather not. You are beautiful and being thin is your job not a reason for you to guilt your metabolism into shame shits. Own the fact that being skinny is your job - give food a good bye kiss - Done Deal.

Men. Goodness how they posses our hearts! As for you my sweet Bri - I am afraid you are presenting your heart on a platter so any man can take it and eat it whole. I do remember your cooking skills being incredibly delicious and the heart is probably pumping with tenderness as they bite into it savouring that ungodly taste of a woman. Don't put your heart on a platter for anyone except for yourself! There is a difference between a heart platter and love - if I may be frank, I think you are serving your hearts more than you ever have as a side dish to your modeling. Whenever modeling is not going the way you expect or you are done with a good shoot for the week it is easy to think about boys - however, I want you to be the strongest woman alive who does a photo shoot for the sake of her profession. Sam might be inexplicably irresistable, yet he was your photographer and you his model - Done Deal. It sounds harsh, but it really isn't, I promise. It is simplethinking.

I think if you are able to focus much more on yourself rather than the boys - they will be the one presenting you with heart platters. And you with knowledge of this delicacy you will know not to devour it until you are completely sure. I love you Sabrina, do not let boys toy with that brilliant mind that I admired (and still do) for years in architecture school. You are stronger and smarter and have a will that those boys cannot even comprehend - you do not need anyone but your lovely long self. You are capable of an immense amount of love, so immense you probably don't know what to do with it half the time - so love yourself. For loving someone who loves themselves is a craving many ever satisfy.