My mom kept her buttons in empty film containers. To this day just the sound of one of those containers opening makes me smile, remembering sorting those buttons while my mom sewed. I love looking at all the variety, comparing sizes, sorting colors, all that stuff. Last summer I found a tin of buttons at a rummage sale for $2. It was a church sale and this was obviously some old lady’s collection from the last 40 or so years. I was so excited to take them home, sort them, and stick my fingers in that tin the same way you would your toes in soft sand.
It was well worth $2 for the nostalgia. For the functionality, though, I’m not sure. It seems most crafters I know have a variety of buttons in their supplies but personally every time I need buttons for a project I end up going out and buying new ones.
The sweater I’m working on calls for ten buttons. I have looked through all of the buttons in my house and I just don’t have them. It seems so silly to me. All of these:
and there aren’t any that meet my needs. I have considered mixing and matching but I just don’t know if I’m the sort of person that can pull that off.
I guess I’ll just hold on to these and someone can buy them at my garage sale when I’m old.
And here is the so-close-to-needing-buttons cardigan!