It's a bit of a visual candy day on GWAS, but I wanted to share my moment of greeting card enlightenment with you and also use the word "fungible" in a sentence (thank you, Dictionary.com!)...
I am usually the type who will spend hours in David Jones labouring over which Christmas cards to buy for my nearest and dearest and associated persons, spending some hideous amount of money on stationery that will be appreciated for a fleeting minute before being discarded or drowned in a sea of other Christmas cards, depending on the popularity of the recipient.
Now, while I'm all for scoring presentation points and pride myself on the ability to coordinate gift wrap with cards (which is right up there with diagnosing diseases in small children), as per the interiors mag instructions, the absolute absurdity of my yearly perfect-card-hunting/much-money-spending ritual hit me yesterday when standing in line at IGA.
In my line of impulse-buying sight were a rack of assorted greeting cards in packs of 10 baring a 0.95c price tag! I was immediately taken back to primary school, when you bought stacks of these cards to give to classmates, reserving the prettiest ones for your friends and the popular girls and allocating the ones featuring the Three Wise Men or boring baubles to people who didn't rate as well on your terribly superficial social radar.
Now I'm MUCH older and more mature, I see these cards in all their retro glory as a more Christian and democratic way to do Christmas... even though they're made in communist China, which also sort of rubs against my feelings about commercialised junk produced at cut prices. But, you win some you lose some. Looking at the cute traditional illustrations on these cards, I couldn't help but smile for a while: they're a fine fungible proposition, indeed. It's going to be a cheap and cheerful Christmas in the world of GWAS.
Girl With a Satchel
Posted by Erica Bartle (nee Holburn) at Wednesday, November 11, 2009