is not your ordinary brown paper bag
that's been cut open to wrap a parcel
. Kraft paper
has a texture that makes using it not only easy but a sensual
feast. It can be no accident that erotica
has traditionally been shipped in a plain brown wrapper
-- this paper
delights the fingertips.
It's not bleached, so there's a wonderful range of brown and black specks all over it. It's thicker than grocery store bags, and it doesn't have store logos printed on it. This is the real thing, sturdy enough that it doesn't need a cardboard tube in the center of a roll to hold its shape.
Don't buy a coffin to hold my bones. Wrap me in kraft paper, use duct tape for the pallbearers' handles, and ship me off to Martha Stewart.