Signed, sealed, delivered, WHAT THE BLEEP IS IN MY MAILBOX.
Posted by L.A.
I got a letter from my lovely Lina the other day. It was a bittersweet moment, because on one hand, I was all…
I’VE GOT MAIL, BITCHES.
…and on the other hand, I was like…
How long has it been since I’ve sent mail, because so much stationary and so much envelopes and mother-fecking Harry Potter Stamps?!
Which loosely translates to me realizing that I’ve got all this stationary and all these stamps that I have neglected to use.
Of course, this lead me to sorting out all my stationary, and finding my fountain pen, and searching all over etsy for a new-old-working typewriter that I can put on my childhood desk that my father and I are attempting to refinish for me. A girl needs a place to pen her life. Somehow in the course of all this, I found myself on a website that I come across every few years.
I’ve debated joining the Letter Writers Alliance for awhile now, but always told myself not to until I have more time to write. It occurred to me then, that I am never going to have more time to write. If I want to write letters, I need to find time and write letters. So, this is me, dedicating via blog, that I’m going to do just that. New Year’s Resolution style, I’m going on a #LettersFromLA kick, because it’s something I love to do.
And on that note, here are the top five things I would really appreciate finding in my mailbox:
5. Maybe not this exact barrel but…
I always wanted to get something from Tiffany’s in the mail because you see that blue and you just know that’s where it’s from. Granted, this barrel wouldn’t fit in my mailbox, but still. Tiny version maybe?
4. Unique stationary of any sort…
Freshly pressed definitely knew where my head was at this morning when they featured SuburbanPenPal.wordpress.com. Her letters are so unique, I did that awkward girl sqeeee just looking at them.
3. Here is a Pinata.
Seriously, it’s a pinata. In the mail. Enough said.
2. The Police put it best.
Sending out an SOS? YES.
1. Put a bird on it. Or put it in a bird. Or something like that.
It’s just like having your very own Carrier Pigeon. But he’s dead. I mean, fake. He’s not alive. And he goes in the mailbox. Someone, mail me a bird.
So, I’m pulling out my fountain pen later, kids. It’s letter writing time. I think I might actually keep this Resolution.
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Posted on January 15, 2014, in Artsy Fartsy Things, Carpe Diem and YOLO and stuff like that and tagged Harry potter, Letter Writers Alliance, letters, Mail, Message in a Bottle, New Year's resolution, Pinata, Postage, The Police, Tiffany and Co, Unique Stationary, USPS. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.