Our family's loom arrived one Saturday morning in May.
Double-boxed, all the way from Japan (via New Jersey), the loom and its parts were beautiful.
Space in a Manhattan apartment is a daily battle. I am always looking to 'donate' the stuff we have accumulated over the years.
But the decision to purchase a loom of our own was not that difficult - we would make space in our small apartment for the addition.
Above all, I think my husband felt attached to the image of what having a loom in the middle of our living space would say about our family.
When not in use, the loom folds up nicely and fits well behind a pillar in the middle of our living space.
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