Dear Kanye

Glad to see that you finally have hopped off the auto-tune bandwagon, and that you've finally gained your sanity back. No more Theo Huxtable haircut FTW. After almost two years with you straddling the line between borderline gay Kanye and cool, cocky Kanye, it's nice to see that you're back on your grind, hard at work on the Blueprint 3 with Jay. Although I'm taken aback by your assertion that this is going to be the greatest hip-hop album of all time (why is every rapper saying that about his upcoming album?), I can dig the cocky Kanye again just because that's when you were at your best. In terms of Amber Rose, I say pass. Shorty might have a body that the gods would kill for but something just seems off about some random two-bit hoe being your arm candy. If anything, she should stay in jump-off city. But that's neither here nor there. Ye, you need to put out another HIP-HOP album. Just make sure you keep wardrobe decisions like this to yourself, especially if you're tired of being called a gay fish: