Dear Ralph Lauren,

Hi. how are you. good -
listen, remember when we were chatting on the deck of your cedar planked silk-masted schooner...
you don't?
thats funny
...off the coast of San Remo?

you tan, and dressed all crispy in white linen and shit, me in sun deflecting oakley razorblades and spf 50 and a pacSun windjammer?

we were talking up Fall '10 runway and I gave you the idea to make dresses based on my designs, and then we toasted with a fine '78 cuvee and sailed LITERALLY INTO THE SUNSET but not in a romantic way, because gross, your son briefly dated my cousin in the 80's

well I'm glad to see that panned out for you R, and so well I might add - as I keep running into this dress which I basically designed for you peony/anemone hybrid and all! PLEASE send a size 4 (fine, i mean 6) to the address below where I've been waiting for it since February.

I actually have a real dinner party this time for it, not just my usual 7pm cocktails and cheezits with Eric.

Next time in Monte Carlo?

Florally yours,

S. Ryhanen

Saipua
147 Van Dyke Street
Brooklyn, NY
11231

*image from Elle via moodboard