At twenty-eight, I've reached the uncomfortable age at which everyone around me seems to be engaged or expecting a child. Mercifully, this seem less prevalent in Williamsburg, where I live, but on Facebook - and all of social media in general - it's all diamonds and diapers, all the time.
These hand-lettered cards by Emily McDowell - when read in the somewhat startled tone I imagine in my head - are just perfect. Appropriately happy, appropriately horrified.
Visit Emily McDowell's Etsy shop, here.
Further reading: on feeling young/on feeling old.