It started out great, my love affair with Ann Taylor.
She was beautiful and made me want to be beautiful.
She looked confident and sexy, but in a very subtle way, just the way I like it.
She was a famous actress with many great movies under her skinny Ann Taylor's belt, from Mulholland Drive (David Lynch fan here), to 21 Grams.
She went home to handsome Liev Schreiber and their two boys.
I was in love (in a fashionable platonic way) with her.
Then came Katie Holmes.
I could be inspired to be sexier (by Naomi), but I couldn't be inspired to be taller, I mean, how do you do that?
Katie did have nice hair, though. So I focused on the hair. I wanted to have her beautiful dark mane.
Oh yes, and her money. I mean Tom's money. And that was the other turn off: she had to go home to Tom. If this was 1988, yeah, but this is 2011 and Tom and Oprah and... you know?
Lastly, they throw Demi Moore in my face.
She looks so much older. Photoshopped by someone that either a) doesn't like her or b) has never used Photoshop before.
And she is wearing all these unflattering clothes.
And with that hair she looks like a mix between Courtney Cox and Cher!
Oh, and let's not forget who she goes home to... only not to find him and then tweet "almost naked pictures of herself" to prove to the world that she still has it!
Yeah... I've definitely fallen out of love with Ann Taylor's ladies...