It had us at metallic gold inks and hearts – oh me oh my how we love this pretty piece from The Paper Cub. A nice way of saying thank you after the day? What you do you mean hypocrisy? Oh, you mean design envy – we normally specially reserve that for wedding suites.
However, The Paper Cub gets a paper pass it’s like a ghetto pass – but with better kerning and no hip hop entitlement.
Oooh wee, the only thing that is clearing the stickiness of pollen in our little design eyes is the proliferation of tears that are cascading out of our peepholes. *sigh* doesn’t this make you want to cry – oh look at you, over there crying with laughter at the rivulets of snot running down our mediocre faces (we give ourselves a safety seven peeps).
This is all about muted prettiness and a Tiffany blue that is making us blue. Hell in our case is less general than other people; more specifically it is other people. LSDK (we presume stands for lasciviously sick design knowledge).
*kicks laptop and slams the door*
The graphic design glory goes to: LSDK
People getting together, that spark of love, the iridescent shiny happiness of those near and dear to you when they open the invitation that you have carefully crafted – you see none of that makes us happy.
How dare talented people steal clients that don’t even know that we exist – the pain, the excruciating a pain that wrenches our souls and fills us with agony is more than our wretched little spirits can spare. Unbearable, lacerating our hearts, and our eyes… our design dreams, murdered by someone’s ‘pretty pixels’
They met working together whilst work at a newspaper, this won newspaper of the month award with the News Paper Club, Lydia Lapinski, your award winning invites that you created for you nuptials have sent us on a vaycay to funny turn central. Only gazing at some Saul Bass and smelling salts will revive our dented egos.
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From the heart of Indonesia, and striking us like a dagger through the heart is the florid invitation of beauty from the design mind of by Cempaka Surakusumah. We keep trying to pretend that this doesn’t exist, but what is the use *throws hands up in the air*.
Flowery goodness, cute envelope, great typography… you know if we didn’t have snark, sarcasm, and our wit to get by on we’d starve to death. *sigh* So, we’ll be pouting – in fact we’ve been pouting so much that in the later years of our life we may need jaw realignment to put right all the damage done to us physically by design envy.
We’ll collect the down payment from Cempaka Surakusumah to get our faces did – envy is not making us look hot right now.
The photographic glory goes to: Cempaka Surakusumah