Paper sculpture, every piece of it: a gilded frame of scrolls and cream flowers, blush roses in the corners, a velvet bow in powder blue at the top, and a tiny white unicorn in a bridle pulling a pink-and-cream pumpkin carriage with golden wheels. Your Carriage Awaits is lettered in gold script above the panel, and the blue damask behind the frame looks embossed.
Amelia is turning 7 in deep navy serif, then October 3, 2 to 4 PM and Rosewood Pavilion in small capitals between gold ornaments; the editor swaps them for yours. The headline is drawn into the frame and stays; the message you send with the card is where “Once upon a birthday”, “A royal celebration” or “Calling all princesses” belongs.
Girls almost always, three to eight. A wagon ride around the block, a cardboard coach in the backyard for photos, a tea table with finger sandwiches and a tall cake with a sugar crown are the party. Three weeks’ notice so guests can plan their gowns.
