#artofletters

THE TIG ARCHIVES│BEAUTY│THE ART OF A HANDWRITTEN LETTER

“Picture your day thus far.  You woke up and checked your email, which included one from The TIG. You texted your friends and played catch up, not even fully using words, but instead with stylized cartoonish graphics that have somehow made the leap from schoolgirl favored to middle-aged appropriate (cha cha-ing dancer & jazz hands, anyone?). I use them too, but it’s not lost on me that the emoji of it all is kinda random, right? Then there’s Twitter and Instagram, the direct messages and comment boards — the constant carpel tunnel inducing typing, and hunching over a phone/a laptop/an “i”anything, so much so that life (that connection) is all done through a device.

I’m admittedly a Luddite (ironic considering I’m now the girl with a lifestyle website, I know), but if given the option between fingers to keyboard, or pen to paper, I will always choose the latter. Because amongst the throwback things that I love (a ’62 Porsche speedster à la Dylan McKay in 90210, a bevy of Vargas girls, a Busby Berkeley film, or cooking over a charcoal grill), what trumps all is my love of writing (and receiving) a handwritten note.” - Meghan Markle, May 2014

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Dear C, 

Did you know it’s been almost 2 years since you mailed me the first time? And that one mail made everything so simple. Though you were miles away, you were closer than anyone around me. 

Now we are in the same city. Even though we die to meet each other, there’s some kind of a force in the universe making it as difficult as possible. Thankfully we met last weekend, and the inevitable discussion came up. The mail thread. Both of us told each other how we miss it now, and probably we need it again. So, here you go. 

To fight against the adult life, work, and universe. We had to start this, to make each other smile, comfort each other, and let each other know that no matter what happens we’ll be there. I’ll be there. 

Love,