Stash Update – Japan Edition

I am a lucky girl this week. My husband returned home from a business trip to Japan, and he brought me gifts.

Of course he brought what every girl wants… a velvet bag of sparkling, loose diamonds? (no) delicate, iridescent Mikimoto pearls? (no). Better.

FABRIC!

Japanese fabric, to be exact.

Here’s the little shop he visited, where he actually spent time perusing hundreds of fabrics to choose exactly the right ones.

And here are more pictures of the beautiful bits he brought.

Apparently, he has an eye for color, given that he expertly curated the most perfect collection.

This last one is so cute, I know I’ll never use it. It’s destined to sit on the shelf forever, begging to be cut into tiny pieces, but saved so I can enjoy the memory of the trip to Japan I never took.

I begged him to take pictures this time of all the interesting things he saw. And here are a few of my favorite curiosities.

Japanese youth dressed as anime characters, loitering on a heavily grafittied street corner…

The world’s smallest garbage truck (seriously, it’s half as big as my trusty, rusty mini-van).

And hordes of uniformed Japanese adolescents lining up for processed pastries from polished pink machines that Barbie would give her bedazzled boots for.

I know, we should be talking about the history of the Geisha, or the bravery of the Samurai. But come on, tiny garbage trucks? That’s the interesting stuff we tacky Americans really want to know about.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this brief foray into Japanese fabric and culture.

I’m linking up to Molly Sparkles Sunday Stash.

Talk to you soon!