Dear far away people I’ve never met,
I love you. I love what you do for me and the way you make me feel. I took a chance with you and you haven’t let me down. I told you my weight and my bra size and you didn’t judge. You used that information to make me feel pretty and good, stylish even.
Sure, I have to pay you to make me feel this way, but you do such a good job. I used to love to shop for myself. Then I moved to Alaska and there is nothing fun here. No cute boutiques. I mean there are, but it’s mostly sweatshirts and stuff that says Alaska. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good sweatshirt and if I could find a flannel that doesn’t shrink in the arms I’d marry it.
But you do all the work for me and I love you for it. Sometimes I don’t like everything you think I will, but I forgive you for it. Nobody’s perfect.
I tell all of my friends about you. Some of them like you and some of them don’t. But I won’t let them come between us. Thanks for being there for me, Stitch Fix.
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