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    DesignByLoLo

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    • What bliss!

      Sharpie

      10 March 2012

      When we were young we may have been easily wooed by the garden variety “100+!” pack of markers displayed so cunningly at eye level during back-to-school sales. We would clutch the pack, wrapped so much like candy, eagerly on the way home from the store dreaming of blank pages and coloring books whose lines awaited our violating scribbles. We grew and we gradually learned to distrust the enticing colors, having weathered plenty of hard lessons of you-get-what-you-pay-for, ink fading and scratchy and dry, how depressing. As if the trial of the lost marker cap weren’t enough. Thankfully, aging is a pleasant affair when one is in love with office supplies. The world beyond Crayola (no offense) is delightful. We move into classrooms and Responsibilities with an itch of individuality that demands to be scratched. Our doodles demand a bolder, *juicier* medium. Enter the Sharpie – what bliss! Sharpies are for a realm which has no lines to be followed or ignored, this is brand new territory. Perfect. Let’s tag the notebook, turn the jeans into a statement, make a sign, paint my nails, heck, stage a small bathroom-stall-rebellion in sweeping graffiti! With Sharpie, every possible surface becomes a potential canvas. Come college, Sharpies accompany us on our first forays into academia, as we claim ownership on the spines of virgin texts fresh from the bookstore. We graduate to Sharpie highlighters and learn to color-code the knowledge we gnaw on. What better way to turn a droll classic into a tome of neon Lucky-Charms-like phrases, pleasantly consumed and easily digested. These pigments follow us even into parenthood, ever steadfast, as we patiently label clothes and lunch bags and soccer balls. Best of all, we get to rediscover that childhood joy when we have occasion to buy a pack (they now come in as many as 39 different colors!).