Dear Tom Cruise,
When I was growing up, I thought you were the most charismatic, irresistible movie star of our time. There was this certain aura of confidence and charm about you which no one could match. I remember my teeny-bopper crush on you, I remember staring for hours at the posters in my room.
But then something happened.
You started acting a bit strange. You divorced your lovely wife, pursued a teenage TV icon and jumped on a few couches. You also started wearing shoes with heels (height issues are a bitch, I know)
And now…now it seems like the end is near. Because now you think it is acceptable to step out in public wearing this: