November 24, 2008
Darling little 1950's handpainted buttons
There's something special about buttons, isn't there? I have the fondest childhood memories of looking through my Nan's button box. To me even the humblest button was a jewel.
I find it hard to think of buttons as notions: to speak of them in the same breath as elastic and zippers. No ... buttons are a class above. Like beautiful fabric, buttons are sought; treasured; stashed. Yet they have a permanence that fabric can never aspire to. Buttons always live to see another day. Cherished long after their companion garment has disappeared.
My parents recently visited Castlemaine in country Victoria and discovered a shop full of the most wonderful button treasures. Following on from the Pretty Things I showed you last week, I thought you might like to see the gorgeous buttons that Mum and Dad brought home for me.
Cheery vintage floral buttons
Double vintage! Vintage buttons; vintage cars.
Vintage buzzy bee buttons
Sweet ceramic house button
Beautiful Brown Owl china buttons from England
I am looking forward to finding the perfect project for each of these.
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