Dear Social Media Models...

I was really going to post this to Twitter, but, damn it, 140 characters just isn't enough. 
So, young ladies, please hear me out:  
You're beautiful. You're gorgeous. You're even hott (with TWO t's, nonetheless) and you've taken a couple of cute pictures. But...  
...you are NOT a model.  
Modeling takes skill. Training. Dedication. Much more than a few iPhone shots in a bathroom mirror speckled with toothpaste.  
So, take the photo comments and RTs of your twitpics for what they're worth and, then, #GoSitDown!  
I promise it's not hate. As a matter of fact, it's because I LOVE you all so much that I refuse to let you continue looking like fools without doing something about it. 
And, while you're doing something sensible anyway, like taking the word "model" out the Occupation section of your profile, put on some clothes. #PleaseAndThankYou  


Love, Ophelia

Dear Procrastination...

Dear Procrastination,

What a fun week we have had together! Graphic design projects have gone unfinished, dishes have accumulated into precariously stacked mountains, and blogs have gone un-updated -  all for the sake of spending some well-deserved time with you.

And what, exactly, did we end up doing during our long-awaited visitation? Watched a few episodes of The Office. Ran our mouths on the phone. Clicked through a gazillion newly uploaded Facebook pictures (of friends of friends, of course!) and, basically, sat on our rapidly expanding asses. It was a blast!

But, today, Procrastination, you're going to have to pack your fashion magazines, new nail polish, and fast food and get the heck out of here - please? I have a lot of catching up to do.

Love,
Ophelia