A friend of mine had a grandmother who collected buttons, which were squirrelled away over the years, snipped off shirts and sweaters that were outgrown or headed for the rag pile. One night when she was visiting Toronto, we had a couple of martinis and she told me about them. How old they were, how pretty, and how she couldn’t’ bear to give them to goodwill. “I’ll take them!” I said. “I always need buttons.”
So…. she sent them to me. Along with some yarn as wedding present (How awesome is getting yarn for a wedding present?! Hooray!!)
This in an incredible amount of buttons, people. And these are just the ones in the ‘white buttons’ bag. Now look closer- I’ve flipped them over so you can see their backs in the second shot. Do you see what I see?
They are shells. the vast majority of these white buttons are made from a white and pink shell. I want to say they look like conch, but I’m not sure. I’m not up on my shell nomenclature.They have this substantial weight to them, you can tell right away they aren’t plastic. And then there was another giant lot of coloured buttons, all shapes and sizes. I’ve taken a few shots of my favourites:
I can’t wait to use them!! I foresee a lot of button embellished projects in the future….
Erica and I went to Tango Palace Coffee Company recently. It’s my new favourite coffee joint!! Tonnes of bakery goodies, nice and cozy, unhurried atmosphere, and only a few doors down from The Purple Purl. If Erica hadn’t totally called me out on exploring somewhere new, I might never know how great Tango Palace was. They have a hot chocolate menu that rivals a starbucks coffee menu. That’s pretty fantastic in my world.
Tomorrow I fly out to Chicago, to visit Eliza and have a weekend getaway in the Windy City. Report to follow!!