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This weekend my ikebana teacher introduced me and Amanda to all the other little old lady ikebana teachers in the Ujiie area at a display of traditional arts done by people who live in Ujiie. My ikebana teach is exactly like my grandmother would have been if she'd been a little old Japanese lady instead of a little old Jewish lady. (Minus the stories; my teacher specializes in HILARIOUS old-lady wisdom.) She even brought bread along to feed me and Amanda before we could leave, which Amanda wrote a poem of awesome about.
It was awesome.
After our time at the display we went into Utsunomiya, as Amanda found a mini-Akiba in one of the malls out there. It came complete with a Mandrake, so I have a new stack of shiny doujinshi - and only two of them are in total novel format. Good haul. 8Db Similarly we had delicious gyoza and I found fabric that will make a super pretty lining for my Edwardian walking jacket. (Which is waaaaaaaay too big at the moment; it's undergoing a heavy taking-in.)
It was awesome.
After our time at the display we went into Utsunomiya, as Amanda found a mini-Akiba in one of the malls out there. It came complete with a Mandrake, so I have a new stack of shiny doujinshi - and only two of them are in total novel format. Good haul. 8Db Similarly we had delicious gyoza and I found fabric that will make a super pretty lining for my Edwardian walking jacket. (Which is waaaaaaaay too big at the moment; it's undergoing a heavy taking-in.)