Minnesota Monthly’s annual Best of the Cities issue hit newsstands in October, and we are thrilled that Lunalux got the nod for Best Personalized Stationery. The blurb about our shop (on page 55, if you have your issue handy) highlights Stationery Saturdays, the occasional event that gives customers the rare opportunity to procure personalized letterpress-printed stationery for the bargain-basement price of $29. We’re honored that the magazine staff included us in the list of the Twin Cities’ best stuff, and the good company makes us blush; who doesn’t want to be in the same list as La Belle Vie, B.T. McElrath’s Salty Dog chocolate bar, and the Walker Art Center’s gift shop? If your interest in Stationery Saturday is piqued, you’ll be glad to know there are two more scheduled for this year: November 28 and December 19. Click here to read more about the event.

Have you noticed that the Lunalux blog has been kinda quiet lately? Me too. The main reason: I took several weeks off from work in October because my mom passed away. I come from a great big family, so we all huddled together for a while to take care of each other. There is, indeed, strength in numbers! We all pitched in to help plan the funeral, too. My task: creating programs for the service. Late one night, with one of my brothers peeking over my shoulder, I did my best to create a quiet, beautiful design for my least favorite thing ever. After staring at the computer screen for an hour or two, we discovered a lovely coincidence: the lily of the valley image includes 10 individual flowers, one for each of my mom’s 10 kids. The next afternoon, we (and by “we” I mean 2 brothers, 1 sister and myself – we’re all printers) letterpress-printed the covers with green and gray inks on pearl white 100% cotton Lettra cover; the interior pages were modest photocopies, because there wasn’t time to do every element so fancy. The programs were bound with green double-faced satin ribbon. Extra program covers are doing double-duty as thank-you notes.
It feels a little weird– wrong, even – to blog about something so personal and sad. But I think it would feel even more weird to skip over this monumental project like it never happened. So here it is. And now we’re moving on to other things.