I thought I liked my butt until I saw yours, Miss. I hope you don’t mind me staring a bit. I don’t think you do, since you’ve made it the photographic focal point. So I’m going to keep my eyes fixed, as well as send a little shout out to Chris Nicholls for gifting the world with your assets.
Pretty, pretty pink pastel stationery, anyone? Martha Stewart to the rescue…
By the way, here’s a Fab Friday Tip I remembered I wanted to tell you:
When you finalize your guest list, assign each address a unique number. Write it lightly but legibly on the back of your response cards before mailing them. This way, if Mr. and Mrs. Friendorfoe forget to write their names on the card, or Mr. Friendorfoe’s handwriting is atrocious, you’ll still know who’s responding. Problem solved.
Speaking of wedding correspondence, I scanned these two pages out of my Speedball Textbook to show you. This right here is a great reference tool for writing out your guests’ addresses. Click on the image and print it for easy reference, if you’re diy’ing it, like me.
Speaking of writing/typography… I love visiting Briar Press for their awesome Cuts & Caps, many of which are totally free. And that – say it with me – is a wonderful thing. This one here costs money, but it’s my favorite “A” so it gets featured.
I still don’t believe that that, right there, is possible.
You must visit his site. Seriously. No, seriously, because I need some opinions on whether this is physically possible. Please weigh in.
And Peter, if you see, this… HOW do you DO THIS, my friend?!?!! Is this learned, or innate? I think I love you and would like to be your artist-world-partner, assuming you aren’t already tied down, or anything. (?) Our marriage would be based on your talent, not a bond of love, since I haven’t met you. But that seems to be enough for a lot of people, so whaddya say?
Here’s more of your work, whilst you decide.
That looks like real bones!