I'm doing loads of research on owning a small business as well as on vintage and wholesale sources, so it was incredibly thoughtful when John returned from a recent trip to San Francisco with a book he thought might help me. As many of you know, not a week goes by that I don't cover something in kantha—bench, cot, blinds, beds, chairs, cats—and John figured I might want to learn more about all the different textiles that hail from the Rann of Kutch to the Coromandel Coast. (This might have something to do with his fear that I'll wake up one morning loathing the very mention of the word kantha, but I doubt that will happen. They're like tasty candy to my eyes; the colorful crack I crave.) The book is totally fascinating and inspiring, while at the same time filling my head to the brim with dreams of traveling there one day.