Dear Rihanna,
I hope this letter finds you well, and why wouldn’t it? You’re Rihanna, the most exciting pop star of our generation.
I’m not sure if you’ve noticed or not, but we’re well into autumn and all the things that make the fall everything that it’s supposed to be are here. The leaves have started to change color in New York, every where you turn the illuminati is trying to sell us pumpkin spice and of course we’re just weeks away from getting that new Rihanna album.
Oh, wait, there is no Rihanna album.
Honestly Rih, not to be pushy, but it’ll be great to get an album from you soon. Things just haven’t been the same without you.
P.S. I know you don’t give very many interviews these days, but your boy right here is pretty good at ‘em. Just ask Hov.
