Dear Christine Dolce (Forbidden),
You know for being Myspace buddies for 8 yrs, I had high hopes for our first meeting, Needless to say I was really disappointed.
Im a really nice guy and even though I had a rough last 12 hours in the O.C. with highs and lows with good times and disappointing moments peppered in, none left a worse taste in my mouth then meeting you.
I remember reading the caption “ Make-Up is My Art”. Trying to legalism yourself as an artist of a trade, to dicount the fact you dreamt of being a model. Down play your vanity so you would not have to rely on the fact that no matter how many cliché tattoos, piercings, or surgeries you get wont change the lack of height and natural beauty needed to serious pursue a career in modeling.
You are attractive to a certain market and ill admit I was a fan, but you lost all creditability when you passed me off as some pathetic paparazzi wanting to flash on you. I was not working, only currently held against my will for reasons that do not need disclosing, just know that if it wasn’t for the amazing people I met along the way that night and not wanting to disturb the flow of ones special day, that I would have loved to tell you what was on my mind. That no real person, much less a real artist would ever treat people the way you treat your friends, the weak ones you tread on because you can and those you have not yet met, like me.
Decent hard working legitimate artists promote and honor their own(artists),I feel like I have to put caption so people wont confuse you(false) from me(real). So to what great pleasure to we owe this disgusting behavior you displayed to those who observed our interaction.
I feel like I got cheated out of my time with a false idol. I wish I could get my money back. What ever happen to your make up career that you feel yourself so much a model, you have the right to act the way you do. You know in a few years when life kicks your face right, you might learn a few things, that the artists you idol don’t act like you they have class, manners, are mysterious, well read, are interesting individuals who lead soulful lives. No you add shocking meaningless content to photos and pass it off as art.
When life hasn’t quite turned out as glamorous as you had hoped and your only left with the sour taste of regret in your mouth I hope you remember I said this, and I just want to say my dear Ms.dolce or whatever is…
I don’t hate, despise, loath, are bothered or even mildly annoyed, I am overly saddened, because I was hoping for more. This world will quickly forget 
