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.