i am difficult in the facial tissue aisle.
it seriously makes me cringe looking at the little square boxes of tissues (the size that will appropriately fit in our bathroom.) most of them, in my humble opinion, are ugly. i wonder who designs these boxes and i wonder why anyone purchases them who doesn’t have one of those crocheted-tissue-box-covers that you could purchase at any church bazaar in the 90s. (we don’t have one of those.) the color choices, the patterns (or i should say the lack thereof) are really disconcerting to me. someone is clearly getting paid to design them and they are dull and uninspired. target used to have a solid-color-series of tissue boxes; maybe they still do somewhere, but it isn’t at our target location. choosing a solid color is much better than a pale-skin-tone-dot-pattern-on-cool-light-beige box. i mean, really? i suppose if you want your tissue box to blend in with the environment that would overly-work, but what if you want your tissue box to be a statement piece? or at least be attractive?
so by now you are rolling your eyes at this, a clear first-world-problem-meaningless-rant. and i understand that. but my question remains…a question i quite often wonder about with many different products…who designs this stuff?
we were at festival recently (one of our grocery stores) and stumbled across this tissue box. we purchased this one. although the band of mustard gold at the bottom edge with advertising seems unnecessary, the font is mostly acceptable, the colors are not simply muted non-shades. and the saying is a good, albeit trite, every-time-you-are-in-the-bathroom reminder, “the best things in life are the people you love, the places you’ve seen and the memories you’ve made along the way.”
i don’t suppose everyone ponders tissue boxes. but two artists living in the same household pretty much ponder everything that will sit out in view. although i have to admit, david is not as zealously-picky about tissue boxes as i am. maybe, just maybe, i should have been a tissue-box-designer. or maybe i was one in a former life. either way, it makes me a critical-kleenex-consumer.