As my sister's due date is quickly approaching, me and my mom have started planning for her baby shower. Even though it's not in Chinese tradition to throw expectant mothers these sugary parties, this is one of the few occasions in your life you can openly invite people to buy you presents. I'd say it beats Chinese traditions like eating pork hock any day.
Plus I get to go on a paper-shopping binge with the excuse of making her invites. Nothing's more therapeutic than spending endless hours wandering in my favorite paper store, Flax (pictured here), touching, feeling, smelling papers from every corner of the world. And for a few bucks, you can bring one of these beauties home- much more economic than shoe-shopping, and they'll never stare at your with contempt and disappointment from your wardrobe when you've gained a few pounds. But, I do admit, a few bucks here, a few bucks there, it does add up quickly. And that's why I'm seeking help from PA (Paperholic Anonymous).
And where exactly does this paperholism stem from, you ask? Is it stress from work? Is it the mundaneness of life? Or is it some sorrow deep down inside I'm trying to drown ("does Bryson really love me or is he just using me for food?")? Who knows.
What I do know is each piece of paper has its unique charm, and in every piece of paper lies endless potential. When you're able to use your senses and your hands to bring these various elements together to create something more beautiful than they are individually, it's like striking the most harmonious chord in the world. I just can't think of a better way to give yourself an endorphin boost... OK, maybe a sugary cupcake will also do.
And if I may say so, aren't these baby bunny invites just adorable?
