so there’s a lot happening in our lives right now that involves a ton of paperwork (i hope i can reveal all soon if everything goes to plan). i’m finding myself, for the first time in a long time, having to make notes and lists and tick things off. and strangely… i just don’t have paper in my home anymore. i’m jotting down stuff on the backs of bills and old envelopes. it’s a MESS.
you’ll remember Lisa Hedge, the talented graphic designer & art director whose botanical wedding stationery that she designed for friends in 2012 went kind of viral on Pinterest (and inspired a few copy-cats). she has expanded her interest in creating beautiful sophisticated wedding stationery into Venamour, a creative studio focused on the design, craft, and production of artful ephemera and printed matter. their website has just launched and it is beautiful.
i’ve been seeing some nice paper related goods around lately – notecards, prints, what have you. and since it’s almost the season to send someone a nice card or buy someone a nice print for christmas i thought i’d help you along with some suggestions.
i’ve been looking forward to the launch of Our Paper Shop ever since Emma mentioned her and Bre‘s new collaborative online project on her blog. well, they’ve just launched this week – so go check out their shop (i love the paris postcards, naturally). they even have a beautifully photographed lookbook… these are not your average paper pushers.
there was a time in my life when shopping for stationery was basically the most exciting thing i could think of. nagging my mom to buy me a new pencil case – “i can’t have the same pencil case as last year!” – and then covering it in all manner of stickers , tippex and permanent marker. filling it with precious items like an untouched eraser and kokis that weren’t dry yet (what do you call a koki outside of south africa?) covering my school books with pictures from magazines and clear contact paper – without making any bubbles.
sometimes i wonder what it would be like if we could go back to school as our adult selves, without all the worries that plagued us as teenagers. man, we were idiots! oh you think you weren’t but you actually were, sorry to break it to you.