Well, you know what they say – the more things change, the more that they remain the same. And as ever we are full of that gentle quality that you know and love us for envy. There we were celebrating and not hating as we finally had our little sales corner of cyberspace semi open (Feb 6th proper). And horror of horrors – we saw this by Ello There! *screech but not from Saved by the Bell bwahahaha we made ourselves laugh*
Polaroid style invitation from ‘Ello There; The Dirty Rotten Design Scoundrels. So, we sit here with frozen feet (England is way too cold right now, and frozen hearts) ‘Ello There. We love you like Bill O’Reilly loves rap. *sigh and a envious goodbye*
The photographic glory goes to: Jaquilyn Shumate
We are going to take off our class clown hat and just revel in how absolutely amazing this invitation is. This invitation is beyond interactive – it is the utter height of creativity. It is more than breath taking: it is like the invitation came up to us in a dark South London street, at 3AM in the morning, pulled out a knife and mugged us for our breath.
Folded Hearts! Transparency paper! Stitching! and pop ups! Hello Mind meet Blown! And a twitter response with the hashtag #excitedface. We are dead, my friends truly dead! A mega salute to Martin Magner – as this lovers, be awesome! Oh and we love that this is a theoretical invation… what this is Martin’s vision of what would happen if Anna Wintour & Mfume Vumba got married – please God, let it be so!
Some hatred is so all encompassing that it doesn’t have words and only a song will do. So, since evil designer in chief Sam Judson, and print sidekicks in these paper shenanigans Magpie Press
5Digital. Well, Ugly Kid Joe can take over here and sing our fave hater anthem.
Sam Judson , we shake our fist at you!
Oh the New Year won’t stop showcasing hideously sexy paper, why comes, how comes our eyes are subject to an assault of colours, contours and kerning on a day to day basis? Why-eeeeeeeeee?
Our eyes are bloodshot, the cause the classic combination of: Design agony and tears. Our peace is shot, and our happiness is evaporating like the Alka Seltzer we imbibed in ice cold water after beasting out during Christmas Din Dins (yup we are stretching the Christmas related metaphors for a long as we can).
Brian and Allie, we are immensely happy that you got married, it’s nice that. But, whilst we wish you a lifetime of love, happiness (and nappiness if you are so inclined to want to produce little people), these salutations don’t extend to Kyle Marks the dastardly print villain of the peace.
We are off to go look at The Bunny Suicides to elicit a suitable way to die, because if this level of design keeps up, we don’t really want to be here for the summer.