Dear Kanye,

Listen, I know you don’t know me that well and this letter may seem a bit out the blue. But I just can’t stand back and watch you do this to yourself anymore. I’m racked with concern, KW. What the hell is up with you these days? You went from being an oddly preppy producer prodigy to this. Seriously what the fuck is up with your hair? Is it just me (and Blonde) or do you look weirdly like El Dabarge circa 1986? Why does your blog look like a cross between Hypebeast and the personal blog of some 19 year old kid from Orange County who goes to Cinespace, wears tank-tops, and worships Justice? Why are you always wearing so many accessories? And why so much hot pink in the wardrobe? What’s the story behind the Cosby sweaters? Also, did I see you in a cape recently? Seriously, a cape?

More importantly, let’s move on to this, from an interview you did with the Guardian:

“I’m doing a blog right now where I’ve been collecting all of the freshest stuff that’s rainbows - Denver Nuggets jerseys, BAPE shoes, Nikes with rainbows on ‘em - and saying, ‘Man I think as straight men we need to take the rainbow back because it’s fresh.’ It looks fresh. I just think that because stereotypically gay people got such good like style that they were smart enough to take a fresh-ass logo like the rainbow and say that it’s gonna be theirs. But I was like ‘Man I think we need to have the rainbow’ - the idea of colors , life and colors and stuff, I mean how is that a gay thing? Colors? Having a lot of colors is gay?”

Pardon? You want to take the rainbow back from homosexuals? Because gays have stolen so much from the straight people of the world? Or is this actually you prepping the world for a greater admission? Will your next interview go something like “Yo I don’t get why sucking dick is considered “gay.” Just ’cause the homos were dope enough to know how fresh it feels to have a cock in your mouth, that makes it off-limits?”

To be honest I don’t care if you’re gay or straight as an arrow, as long as you stop dressing like you’re a raver going to the Star Trek convention.

xx,
Yasi

ps It might help if you stopped hanging out with Robin Douche and his merry band of tool bags.

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