I don’t have a business card anymore — at least not a valid one. And, as one who works primarily at home, I don’t really meet that many people. So I haven’t really felt the need to have cards printed up. When someone asks what I do for a living, I usually tell them that I am a writer. And in response to the inevitable question that follows, I tell them that the thing I enjoy writing most is my blog “Easy and Elegant Life (dot com.)”
Everyone promises to look me up on the web. But for one reason or another, probably that the name is sort of cumbersome, nobody remembers the URL. And that’s not limited to people I meet for the first time. Good friends can’t seem to get a handle on it either.
So today I headed over to Merrymaker, my stationers in Richmond, to have a card made up.
Of course it wasn’t that simple. So to help me with the multitude of decisions I had to make, I went to the source — calling cards are very 19th century London.
After consulting my DeBrett’s, I realized I was about to design a woman’s card — and very fast sort of woman, too.
A quick email to an art director friend, and another to the unfailingly tasteful architect, helped sort things out. That’s the advantage of having an aesthetics committee to consult.
I now have two cards.
One is my “business card” and the other my calling card. Both are to be engraved on triple thick white card stock with black ink. Unfortunately, one of the fonts I wanted isn’t one of the standard offerings, so the results are a tad more conservative than I thought that I would wind up with. But they should be beautiful.
Of course I have to add my first initial and fix the name of the site on the draft (above) designed by my art director friend. But what’s in a name, right? And after handing out an engraved card heavier than a Chinette paper plate, I bet it’ll be more memorable. Or at least easier to find in a crowded wallet.