Letters of Luxury

To:
Ms. Redheart

I write to you because I am back in Manehatten and hadn’t had another chance to speak with you. My employer, Lady Rarity, has agreed to deliver this letter for me. In fact, she was the one who had suggested such a letter. I’m sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, didn’t I? My name is Coco Pommel. I am one of Rarity’s tailors, and I manage her boutique here in Manehatten.

You see, I had been in Ponyville for a few days; Rarity requested my help with some dresses. Apparently everyone needed dresses and suits all at once, and she just couldn’t handle it all on her own. Well, during my stay I noticed you. I truly hope you don’t take this all the wrong way. You see, I was the one who designed and made the red evening gown for you several weeks ago. I believe you had it made for a wedding, but I’m not quite sure by now.

I’m sorry, Ms. Redheart, I don’t really know how else to go about this, I’ve never done this before and it’s hard for me to try and think it all out. We spoke once, very briefly about your dress, though, it wasn’t anything more than a few words of business. Ever since then, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind. I have talked to Ms. Rarity about how I feel and what I might need to do. Since I’m needed here in Manehatten, I can’t exactly come visit you in person, so she suggested the letter or for me to take a weekend off. Which isn’t like me, I cherish my work too much to be so greedy: to leave Manehatten to pursue a possibly painful scenario… Anyways, I meant to ask you, do you have a special pony in your life?

Oh, Celestia, that is such a rude question to ask, especially in my first and possibly the only letter to you.

Well, I may as well spit it all out now, shouldn’t I?

I saw you once or twice and we shared a few business words regarding the red evening gown you had commissioned to be made. I don’t know what it was, but my heart jumped into my throat when I saw you. I could barely speak, but being as shy as I am, even writing this letter has taken me hours. Simply because I don’t know what to write! It’s so hard to write a letter to a pony you know nothing about… especially a love letter. All I know for sure is that I felt something, you’re special, if, to no one else, you’re special to me. I felt it when I first saw you and I feel it every time I think of you. You’ve been haunting my memories and my thoughts for days on end.

I’m sorry… Again… I guess I should stop writing this thing, it’s starting to come out a lot weirder than I had hoped for.

Anyways, in case you had forgotten who I was by what my name was, I was the shy white mare with the short teal mane. If that makes it any easier for you to remember me.

I imagine you’re quite a busy mare so please, please, take your time responding. I’m truly sorry if this is received and you already have some special somepony. I hope you’ve had a pleasant Hearts and Hooves day.

If you can reply, please do but, no need to feel rushed. I have patience and plenty of work to keep my mind occupied, for awhile at least.

With high hopes,
~Coco Pommel