Old Navy, meet me at camera three.
Listen. We have a relationship that works - you sell clothes, I buy them. Lately, though, it seems more than that, and I feel we need to take our relationship to the next level. What's that, you ask?
One word: SPONSORSHIP.
Seriously. Every time I walk into your store to purchase something, I find three more items I HAVE TO HAVE, and go back a few weeks later to pick something else up, and magically, MORE items appear that I HAVE TO HAVE. It's like you're a drug, I'm a user, and all of a sudden I need Jeff Van Vonderan or Candi Finnigan all up in my grill offering me a trip to Promises in Malibu to get the Old Navy monkey off my back.
I just think we could find a more productive way to keep this relationship going. What is it?
Let's take a look at some of the items you have that I need. Number one with a gun?
Hello, adorable pleated chiffon maxi. Let's get it on.
Slub knit tank in da HOUSE.
Yes, I know you are simple plaid button downs, but ohhhh how I love your easter egg colors.
Shoes? Yellow and Red and Yellow, OH MY.
Sooooo, Old Navy - hit me up with an email. Let's tawlk. I'm sure we can work something out. I'm already pimping you out three-quarters of the time here on ye olde blogge - let's just balance the scales a bit. Throw me a friggin BONE, mmmm-kay? I'll be waiting to hear from you.