I Used to Be a Fancy Person
Call me weird. When I was a teenager or just prior, I sometimes bought the marbleized, fancy paper to write letters on or draw on. I thought it was very sophisticated to do so. In fact, sometimes I would keep a sheet or two and not use them just to put on the desk to look like I was some sort of important person, perhaps. I don’t really know why. I read all sorts of 19th century novels at the time so maybe I fancied myself some sort of intellectual. However, nobody told me they didn’t exactly probably have marbled paper back then.

To get it,, you had to buy it from the copy or print center. I found that on papers-papers.com, they sell all of that. Marbled, heavy stock, foil envelopes, and everything else so you can create your own fancypants stationary and notes. Now that it is widely and wildly available from the comfort of my home, I don’t write letters by hand anymore. My penmanship has deteriorated to the point that someone would have asked if I had broken a finger prior to writing the note, or the like. I have nothing to hide, I am not ashamed to admit that I consistently earned “C’s” in second or third grade penmanship class. Standard letter I aced, but when we switched to cursive things got very tenuous.
In modern times, of course, I could choose a script font and feed it through the printer. It would simulate the idea of writing a personal note, but with none of the pain from my reader. No more phone calls asking exactly what I said!
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