Neat parcels of fabric with crispy paper labels browned with age.
After opening up a bundle for the first time I discovered it’s hidden secret.
It was a former kimono from a previous life waiting to be rediscovered.
The kanji describes the details of the original garment and the previous owner.
After buying a boro scarf at a Tokyo flea market I wanted to learn more about the scruffy, stylish fabric. This lead to the unravelling of an interesting tale going back hundreds of years.
Boro was born of forgotten values of ‘mottainai’ or ‘too good to waste’. An idea dangerously lacking in the modern consumer lifestyle.
The charm of boro is not only the indigo shades and shabby street chic, or even its eco-friendliness. Sewn together over generations, family sagas are woven through the threads. click below to read on…