I have been thinking about writing this letter for a long time. I was looking for the right moment (actually I was scared Mob Mistress would stab me in the neck for writing it). From day one, when I began watching the show, I was amazed at your brilliance on screen. Your matter of fact attitude and your beauty drew me in instantly. I watched your every scene. You nailed every scene with class. I was proud of you when you came back to face the BS from the gossiping gang. You are the show. Of course, I may be a little biased. I have enjoyed watching you. Your full figured body is sexy. Actually you are the sexiest one out of the entire cast. While Drita and Carla may have tight hot bodies, they do nothing for me. I am not a fan of the fake, and they both seem fake to me. I think when I truly fell in love was in the final episode of season one. Now it was not quite a fair fight. I understand street fights are never fair, but when Renee grabbed you and held you down to protect you, I was pissed. I wanted her to let you go in order to let you handle your business. Now I don't like fighting, but there was something in your eyes and how you screamed "I'll keep coming for you, you dirty ho," that made me think Karen is my dream woman.
As we approached the second season, I could not wait. I watch each epsiode and love each moment that you had in your confessional. I love the clothes you picked out because they accentuated your cleavage. I was like "damn girl!" I even started following you on twitter. I may have stepped over the line on twitter, but it was all in fun. I also have to add that no cops or hitmen knocked on my door for it. So I guess I wasn't too out of line. Maybe I should start sleeping with one eye open? Probably the highlight for my harassing you on twitter was when you gave me a birthday shout out. I was overjoyed. I will never forget that moment. I thought she actually knows I exist. I stepped up my twitter game and was constantly tweeting you. You would respond with a wink. The next step for me was purchasing your book. (I was kind of holding out hope that you would have sent me an autographed copy, but instead I bought it on my iPad.) I've read Mob Daughter. I love it. I imagine your voice reading to me as I lay in bed at night. After reading your book, I understood your tough exterior even more. You have your guard up because of your background. No one should expect you to be different. You also were raised in a family with loyalty. Something that others on your show no nothing about. But this is not about them. This is about you. I want to say thank you for sharing your life with me. I promise that I will always be a fan, listen and watch.
Forever yours,
The Underboss
I make no bones about Karen Gravano of Mob Wives being my favorite. I do not know Karen except for what I see on tv and read in her book. If you are on twitter you're more than welcome to follow me @undabawse.
Sidebar:
Mob Mistress' input, "Why is Rockwell's single Someone's Watching Me playing in my head?"
The newest member to our blog Soft Tails stated they were touched by The Underboss' devotion to Karen Gravano. As they read the letter Lionel Richie's Hello played in their head. Here's the video & song to listen to as you read the letter:
