Dear Ikea

Dear Ikea,

I would appreciate it if you didn't waft your tempting cinnamon bun scents all the way to the parking garage, thus making me weak and FAMISHED by the time I enter your store.

It is causing me to hallucinate and believe that I am Nicole-Richie-Skinny

And in need of your 2 bazillion caloried buns.

It is really putting a damper in my diet willpower.

Thanks!