I love buttons. I
collect them; I have hundreds. I keep them in jars – ordered by colour, of course. And sometimes I actually use them, but until recently they've only been used for
decorative purposes.
The buttons I have used
in the past would not have gone through a buttonhole because I only just conquered my fear of making buttonholes.
It's not a process I enjoy. I don't like the way the sewing machine
dramatically hammers out the bar tacks and I hate the bit where I
have to cut a hole and hope I don't rip through the wrong part of the
fabric.
But I think I might be getting somewhere.
Or at least heading in the right direction. And my buttons may
finally be able to meet their buttonhole counterparts.
