Appreciation for Buttons
I'm in the middle of a magnificent streak of finding just the right buttons for each project. In celebration thereof, I re-organized my button boxes (plural, as in at least one more than is really necessary). The prompt for the re-org was a gentle reminder that there's a pair of brown corduroy pants in this house that are totally done - except for buttons for the fly. They've been that way for over a year. Gah!
When I opened the big box of buttons to seek out the appropriate buttons for the pants, I realized two things - 1. the box was way too full to allow easy digging through the contents without buttons sloshing over the sides, and 2. I have two moon cake tins from Hong Kong that are the perfect size to each hold half the collection - one for lights, the other for darks.
During the sorting process, I was reminded that button hunting has been really, really good to me. I once found a huge mason jar full of buttons at Goodwill that happened to have all sorts of vintage glass beauties in it. Another time, I found a tin full of mother-of-pearl buttons.
The most fun button hunting was courtesy of a business trip last spring to Paris. Upon landing and dropping my stuff off at the hotel, I had two hours before the flea market closed. Sellers were already closing up shop when I got there, but my frantic hunting yielded some gorgeous lace and linen, glass paper weights, coral specimens, and what I think are vintage French naval buttons.
I have learned the hard way that it's a good idea to keep rhinestone buttons in their own bag or box - I've had a few lose stones from being josted by other buttons.
So what about you? If you display your buttons (pics, please!), or have any great stories about your button collection, please leave a comment.