How is it that design professionals, arbiters of taste, guru of sacred Fundamentals of Manners and Beauty – corrupt most basic premise of etiquette?
Hey, busybodies, manipulators of White Guilt, proponents of charity on my buck: listen. When I receive a letter titled “You are Invited” – I don’t expect to find a button “Buy Tickets” at the link, unobtrusively hovering among seductive food porn and Hollywood smiles.
Invitation means: something (party, music, food, vine, sparkling conversation) is given to me, for free and in best of hospitable spirit. Not taken from me, [substantial] tit for [measly] tat, disguised as a favor to me!