I fell for one of the classic blunders. No, I didn't get involved in a land war in Asia or with a Sicilian when death is on the line. Here's what happened. I type notes in the photo books I design for clients. I erase the notes as I go along, making sure every detail is perfect before I place the order. And, although I hate to admit it, every once in awhile something slips through the cracks. This is a memory book that a client had ordered for their mommy for Mothers day. Let's have a looksie shall we?
This is a close-up of the bottom.


A closer look at the inside sleeve.

Yeah, that was bad. Fortunately, I was able to fix it before the date I had promised it to the client.
I thought you might like that insider's edition of
Vintino gone wild. And now, todays verse....
PROVERBS 19:2
HASTE MAKES MISTAKES
Haha, Aint that the truth.
Have a great day.
Christina Lusk
okay....i take it you got my message. Thank you! Papa said "sure". :)
ReplyDeleteGlad my mistakes don't show.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome. That sounds like something i would do lol. I just need to slow down.:P
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