Dear Seattle,

I visit you occasionally but it should really be more often. However, depending on the day and the hour (and, let’s face it–traffic), you can be kind of a pain-in-the-ass to travel to. Besides, you can be a wee bit expensive when I decide to do things like buy artisanal wines, macarons, bread, cheeses and meats so I can be bougie and have the best movie snack EVER.

Don’t you love the Barbie ornaments to the side?

Unfortunately, you are the epicenter of the COVID-19 outbreak. Although I’ve usually bemoaned the fact that you and my favorite piroshki stand are roughly an hour and a half away, I’m kinda grateful that there is some distance between us now. Lord knows, the toilet paper shortage is enough to scare anyone away.

It looks like I’m wearing the Ferris wheel as a hat!

I’m wishing you a speedy recovery from the mayhem and the virus. In the meantime, I’ll be missing the grungy atmosphere and the streets that always seem to smell vaguely of marijuana.

Sending you love, well wishes and toilet paper!

Love,

Kristen

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