Whittle while you work, my gorgeous little daffodil-yellow peacocks and peahens! A symbol of my affection for you all is clearly laid out here in the form of a tigress in a champagne glass, and a classy one at that! Don’t forget to cover your eyes with sticky notes and your ears with glass flashlights or else you shan’t touch even the slightest whiff of my home-baked cherry-cheeseling chipmunks! Whiskers and long divisions! How could I forget? This is the day of the tweeting lion! All hail his majesty’s birdliness with a thousand setting suns and a hundred head-to-knee, hat-sweeping-off-the-head bows in the direction of his third eye. Now go find yourself a lozenge for your poor feet and rub your midriff to relieve that terrible ear pain. AND COVER YOUR GLABELLA, you courtesan, before someone stops by and tries to pick you up for indecency and overly decent exposure! Or worse … before someone thinks you truly are a little bit like me.
With many loves,
Mlle Noleyn.
