Let’s discuss this picture from last week’s US Magazine, and yes, I know I’m a week late, take it up with US they can’t seem to get me their magazine on time.  Anyways, remember those mirrors I got a while back?  Yes, those.  Well, it appears that someone else also likes shopping at MY flea market, and yes I am possessive, I just don’t want other people hanging out there and stealing my goods now that Taylor shops there.  But, at the same time I’m patting myself on the back since she TOTALLY copied me - she must have read that post - and bought the same mirrors in turquoise.  I kind of like her more for this.    

That reminds me I should totally hang those up this weekend. 

And dad - when you read this…I know you don’t know what a Taylor Swift is but this should teach you to speak of my mirrors in such a manner again.  That is all. Love you. 

It’s been a while since I have posted one of these gems.  I really should post more of these emails and avoid loosing them in my gmail sans labels (inbox of 18,338).  Without further ado, welcome to my life:

Dear Liz,

It was really great to see you.  I cannot begin to tell you how much I enjoyed your visit. Even now that you are gone I feel inspired. I have been busy, but yesterday I began the task of packing the four mirrors that you bought at an L.A. flea market and entrusted with me to ship to you in New York.  I wrapped each one in bubble wrap with the same care and attention that I gave many years ago to wrapping your baby ass in diapers.  While doing this I came up with an interesting idea for a new website.  I wondered if you would mind me featuring your mirrors on the site, which will be called uglyassedmirrorsoftheworld.com.  I just did a name search and it is definitely available.  Let me know.  You will of course receive full credit as owner of the mirrors.

Love, Aba

Please note - as soon as I receive said mirrors I will post pictures so you can judge for yourself.