Like most folks, I get envelopes full of coupons all the time. So far, the only ones I save are the ones for Chicago Pizza, and I’ve been reconsidering that since I went on the South Beach diet (after all, why torture myself? I could eat the coupon before I could eat pizza these days…)
But getting an envelope from Target these days is a lot like getting mail from the AIGA. These coupons look like IDEO’s idea cards, like a AIGA fundraiser, like a tarot deck predicting the future of my nose… these coupon-art-cards came three days ago, and I can’t quite recycle them yet. I have them spread out on the dining room table right now, because I like how they look.
They may actually be around when I run out of detergent. Which would be a win for Target, and a win for Tide. And won via aesthetics, and won by a designer smart enough to question the ink-on-your sweaty-fingers thin-newspaper-glossy coupon. God bless ’em, whoever it was.