When I was helping to plan my own wedding (nearly 20 years ago now) I had the opportunity to create the greatest wedding invitation in the history of weddings. I was a budding letterpress printer and had just started my printing company, The Nomadic Press, and my best friend (and bride-to-be) was a graphic designer.
She was sewing her own dress and I was printing the invitations, so we had a bit of money that we could spend on materials. With all the confidence of youth, we believed that we had lots of skill and talent to apply to the design and production of our invitations. For weeks (and on into months) we worked on design after design and made mock-ups until our tables were buried under the empty shells of a myriad of glue-sticks.
And still the first guest had not been invited to the big event.
Finally, a friend of ours sent us an invitation to our own wedding with a note that gently reminded us that if we did not get some kind of invitation out soon, then it was unlikely that people would be able to fit our wedding into their schedules.
We settled for a nice invitation, not the best in the history of marriage, but good enough. Like the example that accompanies this post (which I printed for Scott and Deborah), not the best ever, but quite nice all the same.
Oh, the woman I married is still doing graphic design, I am still a letterpress printer, and we are still happily hitched to each other. Ahhh, letterpress.
Very nice indeed!