From this Rabbit hole in the lobby, you can peep down to the tea party in the basement,
and if you are brave, join in.
and if you are brave, join in.
I set out for a play-date with the writer Holly Horiguchi, to my favorite nook of Tokyo - the back streets of Omotesando.
This place of tiny, transient dreams is probably responsible for this whole 'Edge Garden' addiction.
This high-rent area has the Dior and Chanel brigade, but unlike Ginza, is a meadow of these tiny, creative shops, conceived and created by real people, for the joy of making their vision real.
For a season, at least.
Galactic gardens, serenely defying gravity, earthquakes and other disasters.
Snails as natural janitors, cleaning up after your tea party, shiny-clean.
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