Unpacking and sorting all our treasurers, gift and memories, I was wondering where the Japan-ophilia originated. Throughout my life I have been attracted to everything associated with this supremely aesthetic culture: our house has a distinctly asian feel, I admire the deep sense of honor, and we love the food and fashions. I think it started with this little geisha doll I got when I was ten years old...or it could be my first ikebana lesson at age five. In any case, it's in the blood.
After classes, a thunderstorm began to threaten a leisurely pre-dinner piazza gathering so Chuck and I headed off (code word for "willi...
His dorm? Or maybe it's a hotel. This is way before the era of The Container Store.
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