When I lived in San Francisco, one of the perks of working right next to the largest Chinatown on the west coast was that I had access to lots of weird cheap stuff, like dollies and dominoes and farting pig keychains. I found these napkins in the basement of a Chinatown store, and since the difficult lacy part was already done (thank you, machine in China), I decided to add my own embroidery flair (thank you, Mom who was alive in the 60′s to learn this kind of thing.)
