Considering I mobilized the chic and the stylish to elect you as the next president, I would really love it if you could make me the Ambassador to the UK.
I would do an excellent job, as I am British, you see. I come from a long line of British socialites, obviously.
This is a list of requirements that I shall need once placed in my position at the Court of St. James:
1. An in-house decorator. I think your choice is suitable, but I require someone a bit more daring. Sabrina Bignami works perfectly. She's expensive, but I'm worth it.
2. A stable of chic, rail-thin assistants. This shouldn't be surprising.
3. A fleet of these.
4. A credit account at Models 1, London. They have some beautiful underwear models. I need a few to stand around my office and... dust. Yes, dust.
5. A sizable fashion budget. As an Ambassador, I must look fantastic at all times. My accountant will tally up that figure and get back to you. It may take him a few weeks.
All in all, President Obama, I feel as if I would be the best Ambassador to the UK that America has ever had. I mean, I'm Anna. I'm already the best.