Showing posts with label found packaging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label found packaging. Show all posts

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Proust in Philly


I went to the Acme outside of Philadelphia just to pick up a newspaper for my broken-ankled 90-year-old mom, but when I saw the display of Ivin's Famous Spiced Wafers, I had to snap up a box. Ivin's conjured childhood autumns; the ginger snap is my madeleine. In doing some deep iPhone research, I found I'm not alone. Others extol Ivin's and the power of the seasonal cookie. Actually, the packaging is my madeleine-equivalent. (Vox Box agrees.) I remember the box as square and opening from the front. Now, it's slimmer and sold as a two-pack. The old-timey design is still catchy—and works both horizontally and vertically.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Don't Speak


More packaging. The wordless version of these olive oils stopped me on my way through the aisles.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

What's so funny about peace, love and fab stilettos?


Oddly, in one week I saw discarded shoe boxes for this particular brand. Peace love and not-so-much understanding? Apologies to Nick Lowe.