Yesterday morning I was climbing the walls. Our invitations were in LaGrange, on the truck for delivery, but weren’t scheduled to be delivered until 4:30 PM. After refreshing the FedEx tracking page about 400 times, I began to consider chasing down the truck. How could I possibly wait all day when I knew they were in this tiny town? Right as I was contemplating how best not to sound like a crazy loon, the doorbell rang. By the time I realized what was going on, I was standing downstairs next to my father and Mr. Scissors, while my father was threatening to stab-open the box with a Swiss Army Knife. (Both he and Mr. Scissors enjoy pushing my buttons.)
My father and the Swiss Army Knife of (possible) doom.
Okay, okay, I’ll get on with it! I will save you the gory opening details, but everything is here, accounted for, and completely and 100% fabulous. These beauties are all on yummy Lettra, and printed in Rhodium Red, Process Blue, and, well, Black. As with other posts of this nature, you’re probably only here for the pixxx, so go on, give our delightful invites a once-over.
I am totally in love with the results—the feel of the paper, the deep indentations, the weight of it all, the perfect floods”¦ I really cannot blabber on enough about these. It’s just magic in cotton and ink form.
A big thanks goes out to Colleen of Cleanwash Letterpress, and Mrs. Cupcake for referring me to her. They both really rescued me during my printing conundrum, and Colleen did such a beautiful job printing these guys in a jiffy.
Now comes the yellow-lining, the website-sneaking-in, and the writing. Oh boy. This will either spell disaster or awesome-aster. I’m hoping for the latter.
How many back flips did you do when your invitations came in? Did you design them yourself then have them printed, had someone else design and print them, or go the totally DIY route? Oh yeah, and what do you guys think?!