We recycle. We reuse. Hell, we've even composted. Mother Nature lovers though we are (one caveat: We don't have that annoying disclaimer at the end of our signature), sometimes nothing beats the thrill of opening a thick envelope to find a card that's more keepsake, less a piece of paper. And, when it comes to New York Fashion Week — those seven days that make our mailman's biceps bigger—we've never loved the postal service more.
This season, invites crossed our desk in all shapes and sizes (and not all made from pulp), from a plane ticket to a pink toothbrush to a poster-sized fold-out that's already at the framer. The designers who put a stamp on a Xerox with some Arial font, however? We'd prefer an email.