paper confession

WARNING: What I’m about to share with you will suck so much money out of your bank account. But if you’re brave and reckless…keep reading.

There’s a cute little store on 7th avenue in the West Village area of Manhattan called THE INK PAD. Stickers, paper, cards, stamps, inks, stencils…anything and everything a crafter would love. With over 10,000 stamps you’re hard pressed not to find THE ONE you’re looking for. But never fear, if they don’t have it? They’ll have it made for you.

Oh..and the classes. Just took one this week on image transfers…turning old (or new) photos into instant antiques. So fun! Which leads me to…finally…confession time. I’m a compulsive obsessive paper junkie. I could spend thousands (and probably have) on greeting cards, have way too many journals because they’re cute, could spend days looking in paper stores, and now I’m collecting these adorable stamps. But there are worse things, right? Have I mentioned Paper Presentation on West 18th in the Flatiron district? OMG.