So I think it's about time I start with the "dedication posts" I've planned. And who would be better to start with than Louis the Tommo Tomlinson?

SWEATER Louis, to be exact.

I've just recently discovered my unhealthy obsession with Sweater Louis. As if that perfect hair wasn't enough already...NO, he has to go ahead and look utterly delicious in those knitted, cuddle-worthy pieces of clothing.

I'm just gonna go at it with a few examples. Just so I can rub those sweater feels off on you. Or attempt to, aynway.

THIS.

AND THAT.

Just like THAT.

And DEAR GOD THIS ONE.

And then THESE TWO.

And let's not miss the CUTENESS OF THIS ONE.

Just like THE ONE underneath this lovely jacket here.

And let's make the hotness of this turtleneck DOWN THERE count as well because...HOT?!

REALLY.

SHOULDN'T.

BE.

ALLOWED.

AT ALL, in fact.

I'm not even gonna go into detail with all these pictures here - because let's face it: I'd go nuts analyzing the perfection that is Louis Tomlinson in a sweater.

Honestly though, all those pictures make me want to run up to him - his arms wide open, already waiting for me - and cuddle into his warmth. The urge is so much worse with those sweaters on him.

The last one especially gets to me. He looks so beautiful and pure and peaceful, yet also deep in thought. Not to mention that that white sweater makes him look like a picture perfect angel sent to make us admire his gloriousness. And I can't stop mentioning how absolutely perfect his hair looks every time.

And just because you all will get to know that I can't keep a post completely untainted, I'm gonna go down naughty road for this last part.