Dear Anthropologie, I think it is best if we part ways.  For years I've been shopping with you, but as much as I try to like the stuff I buy, I end up sending it to the consignment store, with the tags on.  Your catalogs are so beautifully magical that it skews my decision making.  I am tired of your 60s tablecloth fabric on almost everything. And the fit, who is designing this stuff, don't they know where the waist is supposed to be? It makes anyone in real live look matronly.  I know I am not a spring chicken, but I am definitely a sassy dresser.  I got your discount card for my birthday.  I know you know I cannot pass up a sale or a discount, but I will make an exception this time. Cheers!