I’m a sucker for a good card and envelope concoction – we’ve spent many an hour designing, assembling, and waiting for postage this past year when we got married, moved overseas, and celebrated the year-end. I love putting all of our hard work into the big red post box here and, a week later, hearing our loved one’s reactions. And what I might love almost more than that is receiving a sweet letter in the mail. That someone took time to think about us out of the norm. J and I both study the thought that was put into the packaging – if you keep it simple or if you like to add personal touches, sometimes he even points them out to me!
Besides from the main events that call for bulk mail-outs, I think it’s important to remember the little notes. Studies show the brain gets a bigger thrill when a little treat comes as a surprise. A ‘thank you’ for something small or an ‘oh shit I miss you’ could make someone’s day more than the (I’m gonna say it) obligatory holiday card. For these, it’s harder because they’re supposed to be impromptu, but really they’re not – I’ve gotta find a local shop (I could name my faves in Dallas), spend some quality time laughing at the good funny section, pick out a few because I probably won’t make the trip again soon, have a guilt trip that I’m spending money on fancy cards, remember everything above and justify that I would technically be wasting money if I bought a cheaper one that even IIII didn’t like, probably buy the impromptu candy at the checkout and then run home and hide the ones I got for J until they’re ready, which has historically been me forgetting and when he’s checking out the bag, I grab it from him and run to the bedroom. And then we both go on pretending that didn’t happen and trying not to make eye contact while we snicker to ourselves.
SO! It was no surprise when Camille Styles (sorta) told me about Nicely Noted that I swooned. The company delivers a curated batch of letterpress cards right to your mailbox. Now I can have fancy stationery on hand sans the trip and impromptu candy for someone’s birthday or when Downton Abbey reminds us that we need to be better at our written correspondence. Although, I think I’ll always be jealous of how often Lord Grantham gets to open those eloquently written telegrams.