Dear future hubster

Dear future hubster, have you ever thought about the influence emojis have on your (any type of) human relationships? Because I have. And I find that it's oh so much easier to express yourself through them. Honestly, how many times have you actually kissed someone you've sent the :* emoji to?

Dear future hubster, I'm sure there are many challenges in the life of independent modern women, and most of them, by definition of the independent modern woman, don't have and shouldn't have any relation to one's looks. But can we stop for a moment and give a thought for the efforts we all make time and again to look good, without looking like we've actually made an effort?

Dear future hubster, please don't be one of those people who are unable to say a straight No. Because they always leave me feeling disappointed, somehow cheated, and mostly, not respected. Like I don't deserve an honest answer.

Dear future hubster, I know the internet talks about that irrational fear of wasting a good outfit on a completely insignificant day, but I still believe that the frustration of a another situation also needs to be recognized.  That is, the frustration of spending days being all dolled up, feeling confident about your looks and good in your skin, in a generally attractive mood, but not even once meeting that one person it is all supposed to be aimed at.   And it can still be topped up with the "oh no" of that one afternoon when you decide to not care and run around in sneakers and without make-up, and yes, you have guessed, you run into that one person. 

Dear future hubster, even though in high school it used to mean you're doomed, and now it probably means you're vain or self-centered, I figure I enjoy being a smart girl. And I no longer mind being considered as one. As long as it is known and accepted that I can also say extremely silly things and be ignorant about many, many things in life. Oh, and I retain the right to let myself loose on playgrounds. I never said a smart adult, did I?