Begun from one of the most tantalizing shadows in early American history — a woman known only as “Agent 355.” In 1779, deep in the fog of the Revolution, Abraham Woodhull of the Culper Spy Ring wrote to General Washington himself, hinting that with the help of a certain “355 of my acquaintance,” he might just outwit the British entirely. No real name. No description. Only a number and a whisper.

The codebook of the Culper network decrypted “355” to mean lady — but that translation hardly explains why she appears in only that single letter, why she was trusted with high-risk intelligence, or why her identity vanished without a trace. Some say she was a Loyalist’s daughter slipping secrets from candlelit parlors. Others claim she smuggled information straight out of British command. Most historians call her a myth. Yet the absence of proof only made her presence more powerful.

That’s where Serendipity comes in. The name honors this idea that history itself sometimes hinges on the unexpected — on chance encounters, quiet bravery, and the hidden hands that shape the world without ever asking for credit. Like her namesake, Serendipity 355 stands for mystery, intuition, and the uncanny ability to appear at exactly the right moment. A tribute to the nameless women who moved in the margins… and changed everything anyway.