Not that I’m going to use it to mask around the window panes next time I can bring myself to tackle a big household painting project. Nor can I imagine that a Japanese matron would use it for any such dreary purpose.
I don’t know where I discovered washi tape — and old Martha Stewart Living, perhaps? I quivered with desire. That tape haunted my days and kept me awake at night: I needed some more than I needed a new haircut. (Which I did.)
Washi tape is patterned masking tape. God, the Japanese are brilliant at this kind of thing — the ordinary made cute.
This stack of floral tape set me back about eight bucks. To give you a better idea of the beauty, fun and variety of washi tapes, spend awhile at http://www.cutetape.com, Here:http://www.cutetape.com/shop/japanese-washi-masking-tape.html. Why didn’t I know about washi tape? Why don’t I have an ecommerce web site that will give me a whiz of an old age while I sell washi tape?
This stuff really sticks, but it peels back easily enough so that it can be repositioned or moved. If I were a scrapbooker, which I’m not, , I’m surer than an aisle at Michael’s that it would be fab and fun. I framed a picture with it as an example for this blog, and stuck down samples of the other colors just for fun.