A Letter to Miley Cyrus

Miley, Miley, Miley. You know I love you. I mean, I shake my head disapprovingly at times, but that's because I care about you. Well, that and you remind me of my sister and if my sister was running around half-naked, I would be disappointed as well. So, you should be flattered that I care as much as I do. I realize that you are running around NYC, but please pull up your shirt. I mean, your bra is pretty, I must admit it, but I don't want to see it. I do applaud you for your jeans though! They are in one piece! Those clogs should be removed, but for now, I'll let them slide. Again. Gosh. Love, Erin