Welcome in… into the world of Zuzu’s Letters! You are invited to an intimate correspondence experience that celebrates the ordinary and extraordinary moments of life. Each month, a letter arrives just for you, filled with stories, reflections, and a few treasures to make an ordinary day special. Whether this is a gift from someone who loves you, or a gift to yourself, I hope these letters bring you as much joy to read as they bring me to write.
So go find your favorite comfy spot, make some tea, pour some wine, open a window, or turn on some music (perhaps even the Spotify playlist included in your letter)… Enjoy this moment in whatever way makes you happy.
A pile of Zuzu’s Letters.What lands in the mailbox.
Why letters
A moment to slow down and reconnect.
In an increasingly disconnected world, you deserve a moment of connection, positivity, and magic. Not another screen, but a real letter in your hands, from someone who has been thinking of you.
Your letter is meant to inspire you. Some months you might read about a grand adventure. Other months, it might be a moment of mindfulness found while walking my dog, Otter, on a rainy day. Either way, I hope it reminds you that the ordinary moments of your own life hold magic too.
This is not a newsletter. It is a correspondence, thoughtfully composed to inspire, connect, and rejoice in the slower moments of life. Open it whenever you need to pause, breathe, and rediscover the wonder around you.
Who will enjoy these letters?
This is for you if…
you enjoy little moments of connection.
you love receiving something thoughtful in the mail.
you would love a little surprise each month to brighten your day.
you appreciate meaningful words and simple joys.
you would like something special to look forward to each month.
you believe the smallest gestures can mean the most.
What arrives
Everything waiting for you in one envelope.
Some people call it snail mail. Some call it a letter club, or a letter subscription service. I call it writing to a friend — one envelope a month, addressed to you and mailed.
September’s letter with the 5″ × 7″ print framed.
In the envelope
The letterMy own stories, travels, and reflections — written the way you’d write to an old friend. My rescue dog Otter, the horses, the performing years, love and loss, and the wild ride in between. The letter is at least two pages and often up to six pages long.
An original printEach subscription letter includes a 5″ × 7″ limited-edition fine art print, inspired by an original photograph. Printed as an archival giclée on 100% cotton-fiber paper and signed by me, each print offers museum-quality detail and lasting beauty.
A bookmark for the monthA detail lifted from the same photograph as your print, dated on the back and sized for whatever you’re reading. The picture on your wall, carried into your book.
Two postcardsA quote on the front of each, chosen for the month. One to keep, propped up where you’ll pass it. One stamped and ready, so a friend finds your handwriting in her mailbox instead of a bill. The stamp is a US one, so outside the States yours comes ready for a stamp of your own.
A few surprisesI won’t spoil them.
A QR code card
Otter, and the sticker he became.
And beyond the envelope
A playlistScan the code inside and some of the music I listened to while writing plays along with you. It lives on Spotify, so you’ll need an account there — the free one is all it takes. Without one, the code takes you to Spotify’s sign-up page instead. Once you’re signed up, scan the code again and the playlist opens.
The PorchA quiet corner on Facebook called The Porch at Zuzu’s Letters, just for letter friends, where you can say hello to one another. It is a private group open to subscribers.
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Let’s begin.
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One letter and one original giclée print, in your mailbox each month. Begin properly, or try a single letter first and see how it feels to get one.
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A postcard, front and back.
A postcard each month
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A smaller hello, for anyone who loves finding something in the mailbox. Each month I will send you a postcard made from one of my photographs, with a quote I have chosen for the month.
Mailed the third week of the month · cancel any time.
A gift
Something to open more than once.
Most gifts are opened once and then they are over. This one turns up again next month, and the month after that.
Any of these can be sent to someone else. Choose whichever suits, enter their address at checkout, and the letters go straight to them.
Six months or twelve is the easiest way to give it — a whole run of small arrivals, paid once and then done.
When your first letter arrives
Letters are mailed to reach you before the end of each month.
Your letter goes into the mail with every other, in time to reach a US mailbox before the end of the month. From there it has an ocean to cross, so allow one to four weeks for it to reach you, and up to six for some countries.
Order by the 15th and this month’s letter is yours. Order after the 15th and you’ll begin with next month’s — no letter goes missing either way.
December is the exception. Order through the 20th and the December letter still goes out to you — though with holiday mail being what it is, I can’t promise it arrives before Christmas Day.
December is the exception. Order through the 20th and the December letter still goes out to you — though traveling abroad in holiday mail, it will most likely reach you in the new year.
A gift from me
Let me send you a postcard.
No catch and nothing else to do, but to let me put a little Love in your mailbox.
Tell me where, and I will send it on its way to you.
Backstage at The Beatles Love.A flamingo hat at the MGM Grand, for no particular reason.Me and Pluto, antlers and all.
A sample letter
A letter I wrote to say hello.
Hello Dear Friend,
I am so happy you found your way here. To begin with, I would like to tell you that I was nicknamed Zuzu after the character, Zuzu Bailey, George Bailey’s youngest daughter, who believed that “every time a bell rings an angel gets its wings,” from the movie It’s a Wonderful Life. I watch the movie at least once a year, and sometimes more. I still believe there is magic in the world and hope to create a moment of magic for you. A moment for you to slow down, take a deep breath, and enjoy a moment of connection through Zuzu’s Letters.
Now let’s back up so I can tell you a little more about myself. I entered this world programmed to love music, horses, performing, and people. My mother told me I sang before I talked…supposedly it is true…I sang a tune resembling the Star-Spangled Banner as an infant. This might seem odd, but once I tell you that I am from a family enthralled with sports…any kind of sports, but particularly football, basketball, and baseball, it might not seem quite as peculiar. If there was a game on the TV, my family would watch it. All three of my siblings played sports…a couple of them even had hopes of playing a professional sport of some kind. So, when I came out singing and obsessing over horses and musicals, my family didn’t know what to think. They used to joke that I was exchanged with a baby from Norway. Not only did I think differently, but I looked different as well. My other siblings took after one of my parents, while I couldn’t be compared to anyone else. And, not just to my parents, but one could look through all the old pictures of our relatives passed down for generations and not find a single person that I resemble. This fact led to a very funny story involving one of my roommates from when I participated in the college program at Walt Disney World in Orlando, Florida. All the students in this program lived in the same apartment complex, which, at the time, consisted of three-bedroom apartments that we shared with five other roommates. The young women I lived with during my program were from Mississippi, Mexico, Great Britain, Germany, and Norway! Yes, Norway. Well, when my parents came for a visit and met my Norwegian roommate, who was a little darker complected, with brown hair, my father immediately said she was who they had exchanged me with as an infant. It was hilarious trying to explain what he meant by his comment with my roommate…by the end we were all laughing. I love this memory! My Norwegian roommate and I have stayed in contact throughout the years.
Back to my beginning…that singing thing seems to be true. My father told me many times before he passed that he and my mom thought the ABBA song “Thank You for the Music” was written about me. The song is about a woman who has loved music and dance since early childhood, who isn’t spectacular, but is filled with joy when she brings happiness to others. That sounds like me, for sure.
…Anyway, these unique character traits, coupled with a blind faith that everything will work out, are what set me fearlessly (or naively) on a lifetime of adventure. Doesn’t it feel good to hear from a friend writing to you to share the joys, adventures, memories, and, sometimes, sadness experienced along the way of this journey through life? Well, that is what I want to share with you.
Gidget, on Red Nose Day.Otter on our favorite trail.
I knew we were not going to make it home without getting soaked, so I just laughed and strolled the rest of the way home. All the while thinking what a picture we must have been — a woman and her dog strolling through the rain.
From letter #2 · October 2026September’s letter, just before it went into the envelope.Saunder, at a therapeutic riding center in Dallas.
The print
A small piece of art, in its own right.
The Garden ShedHouse in WallandBob & Too Big
Three actual prints — each 5″ × 7″.
Every letter arrives with an original giclée print, inspired by one of my own photographs — a place I have been, something I saw that morning, a moment worth keeping.
Each one is a limited-edition fine art print, signed by me and printed as an archival giclée on 100% cotton-fiber paper. It is made to hold its detail and color for generations, and it is sized to fit a frame you already own.
PaperSmooth matte, 100% cotton hot press
PrintingGiclée, archival pigment inks
Size5″ × 7″
EditionLimited, signed
Thickness0.43 mm
ArchivalAcid-free, pH-neutral
Inspired byMy own photographs
About Zuzu
I believe there is still magic in the world.
Me and Too Big.
“I entered this world programmed to love music, horses, performing, and people.”
Getting soaked and enjoying the rainbow.
I began acting when I was seven years old and I have been finding my way back to the stage ever since. I have sung in Russia and I have sung in Las Vegas. I danced for Sesame Street Live. I sang with the Knoxville Opera Company. I was a puppeteer for Avenue Q in Las Vegas. I was the first woman to perform Sebastian in the original Little Mermaid show at Walt Disney World when it was Disney-MGM Studios. I acted in King Arthur’s Tournament in Las Vegas. And I was the last full time Queen Guinevere at the Excalibur Hotel and Casino…which is a peculiar thing to be. There have been musicals, commercials, films, and television as well.
Aruba, St. Croix, Maui, the Florida Keys, or my living room.
And there have been horses through all of it. I galloped along the beach on Nantucket for a fundraiser for the Atheneum, which is their library, and I have never forgotten the smell of the sea, the sound of the surf, and the feel of my horse beneath me stepping along the shore. I performed in the dinner theater show, Arabian Nights, as a rider and actress both. I toured the country with the Royal Lipizzaner Stallions. Years later I began, what was once, one of the largest equine assisted activities and therapies programs in the country for veterans, first responders, and their families. It was called Equest Hooves for Heroes, and of everything I have done, that is the one I am proud of the most.
The last full time Queen Guinevere.
I have spent just as much time off the stage as on it. I was on the management team that opened The Beatles LOVE for Cirque du Soleil and I stayed with that show for five years. I worked with the talent on the Jerry Lewis telethon. I was a talent assistant at the SAG Awards. You learn a great deal about people while you are standing in the wings holding a clipboard.
Fangirling backstage at The Beatles Love.
Every one of those things came with a story, and the stories are what I am sending you in Zuzu’s Letters. Not all of them are grand. Most of them not. A rainy walk home with my dog Otter is every bit as likely to turn up in your mailbox as a Lipizzaner stallion, and I could not tell you which one you will like better. That is rather the point of it. One envelope a month, and no knowing what is inside until you open it.
Precious Pony — formally Maestoso Elvira III.
It is loss that sent me on a journey of self-discovery and led me to my real purpose: working in equine assisted activities and therapies, helping people heal through partnering with horses. Horses are authentic, live in the moment, and are interdependent in the herd. These all seem like good qualities to me. So, I guess we could all aspire to be more herd-like. 💜
Working the red carpet at the SAG Awards.
I have had the idea of Zuzu’s Letters for about three years now but have allowed fear to prevent me from bringing the idea to fruition. I have used all sorts of excuses, from “I don’t have enough time” to “I am not good enough, smart enough, or brave enough.” Well, I had spinal fusion surgery three months ago, and I am now determined to fill my recovery time productively. If I don’t start Zuzu’s Letters now, I will never do it…What is the saying about if not now, then when? Or it’s now or never? Face your fears. You can do it. Be brave. All of these sayings ring true — and here I am, being brave.
It seems to me our world needs a little more connection, positivity, love, and kindness these days. That is what I hope you find each time you open one of my letters.
Hairy Harry, with his hoof in his feed bucket.Lovely Rita. They asked to see her.
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