Dear Zoë...

Dear Zoë,

Ever since you played that sassy but oh so passionate ballerina in Center Stage, I've wanted to be you when I grow up. My 10-year-old self fell head-over-heels in love with you when I found out you'd also been a dancer. I don't mean I want to be you in a literal sense, in that I actually become you-- that'd be weird. But I admire you as an actor, and the passion and versatility you show in your craft. From Theresa Jones in Guess Who to the title role of Colombiana to the classic popular girl in that teenage classic Crossroads. You even showed your comedic hand in Death at a Funeral. You do Daddy's girl, chic business woman, and bad ass assassin like nobody's business; with a skill that others should aspire to.

I don't know you. I wish I did. You're like 12 years older than me, but we could friends. I'm digressing...I don't know you. So I can't comment on what you're like as a person, you could be a huge bitch. No offense. I hope you're not, because that would crush my inner child.

Anyway, I guess I just want to say that after 11 years of fan-hood you still motivate me. I want to excel in my craft just as much as you excel in yours. I read your interviews and I'm inspired all the more. You're gorgeous and you're great. And when I grow up I still want to be like you.

Just saying.
Epiphany

the rest is still UNwritten