I'm back in Melbourne. Sigh. Luckily Ramona has unearthed the Nathan J show at Outre to ease me back into things. I know there was talk of a sadly underwhelming group of craft finds while I was away. But really, do airlines ever actually weigh your hand luggage? I work on the premise that if I can make the carrying of the bag look effortless it doesn't really matter that I'm hauling 15kg. And they have trolleys at airports these days don't they?
So while I sit nursing a Quasimodo like spinal curvature, I take solace in the knowledge that I also have a handy collection of craft books, strangely named chocolate (Black Horn for Men anyone?), Tabbi toe socks, fat squares, moomin cookie cutters, matcha bowls, truly old skool sake cups, a Muji filled wardrobe, my very first kokeshi doll, and a brand spanking appointment with the osteopath.
6 comments:
welcome home Miss Beck!
Thanks P, its good to be home. Although I am strangely missing the high pitched warblings of asian pop accompanying my every move.
i'm sure we could find some jap-pop at one of those places on Bourke St, strap a boom box to your back and you'd be set! (mmm-maybe not- but it would be fun to try- virtual holidaying by sound)
oohhhh, the fabric... i've got to get myself to tokyo.
I just happened in on your blog out there in the blog-o-sphere and gotta say, I just love it. So fresh what you downunders are up to. I just love your stuff....
Thanks for sharing the booties from Tokyo Beck - especially the beautiful gentle ceramics
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