The Polka-Dot Motherland

… is, as Mary Fran tells me, in Seville (that’s Spain, not Ohio.) turns out flamenco dancers need/wear/love polka dots. another reason, as if you needed a reason to 1) go to Spain 2) take up the heartbreak and passion that is … FLAMENCO! 3) wear polka dots.

I am in high-covetousness-gear ideal now. I want, in no particular order, the coffee-colored dots the third shelf down on the left; the multi-sized green on the bottom ideal (and oddly, that horrible dotless pea green ideal next to it——I always latch on to the runt of any litter); and the orange and chartreuse on the third shelf down in the middle.

So, if anyone’s going to Spain … in my head, of course, these are all charming fine cottons, but I’m betting they’re actually poly, so as to wear longer.

Also, I just found out I will have less than 24 hours in Tokyo in late July, probably Monday the 30th. Does any individual have fabric-store recs for Tokyo? preferably near Narita airport?

Sorry I missed yesterday — I don’t know where the day went. Although I assume that the occasional postless day just adds to my general air of intrigue and mystery.

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