Dear Kim Kardashian. You’re hot. You’re sexy. You have nice big boobs. Your stomach is flat. Your legs are toned. Your booty is deliciously round and firm. Your voice is sexy. Anyone would love to “workout” with you. But breaking up with your muscle-bound, six-packed trainer over a pair of Skechers is just ridiculous and a crime. But we suppose we forgive you because you were probably paid a ton of money to dump the dude so all is forgiven.
And if Skechers wants to keep paying you to make commercials, we promise to keep watching them because, well, you are very, very watchable.
