The Story of the Paper Bag
I decided to do postcards for Sold to a Laird.
The US Postal Service is very strict about its postcard requirements. Nothing explicit can be sent via mail. To ensure that the cover of Sold to a Laird didn’t violate any requirements, I went to the main post office and talked to one of the supervisors.
“Well, it’s pretty explicit,” he said, gazing down on
the cover’s décolletage.
“Will it pass?” I asked.
“Well, it could offend some people.”
“Do you really think so?”
“Well, you can almost see hers, but you can
definitely see his,” he said.
It took me a minute of staring at the cover until I
realized what he meant.
I got so tickled by his response that I sent out the postcards with a paper bag over the top of both of them and the story on the back.
Here's what the postcard looked like:
Here's the real cover:
