Dear next season, I will be brief, because I am tired. Please be kinder to the seamstresses. Please arrive with a plan and a good clasp. Please do not make me care about corduroy again.
I would like fewer meetings, more ribbon, and a ferret who knows his limits. I would like to see the sun patch in the atelier twice before Christmas. And I would like, above all, for the cat who steals my pins to confess, so that I may forgive him and begin again. Until then, I remain devoted, bleary and in need of a nap in a velvet hat. Yours always, the Editor.
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