My in-laws are in town. After canceling meal plans with us for dinner last night and brunch today we all went to the International District for dinner tonight. You know what that means? Kinokuniya, baby! I dumped the kids with Wes and his parents and flipped through all the mesmerizingly pretty Japanese crafting books.
This one hooked me with the embroidery on the cover. It reminds me of Josef Hoffmann designs.
This one has some of the nicest wet-felted designs I've seen. I was going to buy it but decided not to at the last minute (when I realized it was already far too late to be out with the kids).
This book didn't have that much stuff I liked but it had several patchwork pieces that incorporated knitting, which I have been thinking about lately.
And then I fell in love.
This book was filled with beautiful simple sewing projects using felt. I loved every page. I decided to buy it. Then I turned the page and saw a set of black caricature dolls. They were so offensive. I started making excuses in my head. "The other designs are so pretty." "It's a different culture." But no, I could not support it with my dollars or bring it into my home. What a shame.
So I left empty-handed. I need to go back by myself some time and really take all the time I want to peruse.