At the height of lockdown we found ourselves reading, journaling, sitting at the kitchen table and staring outside over tea and cookies. In between news doomscrolling, sleeping, coordinating on neighborhood mutual aid projects, and sanitizing our mail and groceries, it was a peculiar, pleasant feeling to realize how much something like sitting down to the same linen placemat at the table was to be appreciated...
While we offer many small goods for home, we would hardly consider ourselves specialists. Yet over the years we have sold an admirable selection of items that can make a house a home. Here we'll show how our content manager M's style mixes Omoi's best home goods with thrift and box store finds.
This is about the MD Notebook series. Wow it's our new favorite.
We waited a long time to bring the line into the shop, and now we don't know why we did that. Before we were like, oh man it looks so unassuming and the packaging is all in Japanese and it just might be hard to sell such a mysterious notebook to anyone but the most die-hard stationery nerds (of which we are).
I had a friend in college who was from Tokyo and, during a conversation about stationery, said that if I ever made it to her home city, to visit the Delfonics shop in the bottom of the Shibuya Parco, a notorious vertical shopping mall. "Delfonics is the best," she said with gracious confidence. I made note.
We have a handsome assortment of notebooks at the shop, and with the spring semester starting for lots of people this past week, we laid out some of our favorite stacks for getting things done and keeping organized.
We've carried Mark's Notebook Calendar since we opened in 2006, but it wasn't until 2013 that I started using one. It was pink and one of the last in stock, and I needed something lightweight. I'm the type of person who dresses in all black and grey, but welcomes uncharacteristic pops of color in my accessories. So while pink wouldn't have been my first choice, I always got a kick out of pulling out this bubblegum pink planner––sort of like in movies when the mysterious race car driver pulls off their helmet and it's revealed that they were a beautiful woman, like oh my goodness this tomboy likes pink?!