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Modern love letter

I was rummaging around one of the boxes that I keep up high in a closet, one full of old notes and concert tickets, when I found this insert I made for the first mix CD I ever gave to Jon. It was 2001, I was working at one of my favorite jobs at a design agency, had access to all sorts of supplies, so I designed this cover in illustrator, printed it out, spray-mounted it to heavy poster board, and then sealed it with a small decorative square I had cut out of a magazine. I think it got my message across because within a week he had moved in with me.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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