Tawaraya Shirt—RicardA mint green jama, the color of Gabrielles chosen drink, frothed over cracked ice and mixed with Perrier by an overly twisted spoon; gently echoed memories of a pistachio tinted faux ostrich paper from a century old stationary shoppe in Ginza. The silk of her shirt, buttoned linearly up her spine, tugged gently as she reached across the bar. The patterned men rendered in silk seemed almost to curtsey as their diaphanous skirts pulled downward toward