I finished my top, but I don’t have buttons for it. Once upon a time I had a hugh bag of buttons, fancy and plain. Some of the buttons were from a jumper my mother made for me by hand when I was about five. Small brass buttons with a bumble bee in the middle. I don’t know what happened to the bag of buttons. I haven’t seen the bag for years and years. Now I have a small round box of buttons that once belonged to my mother, who died five years ago. A blue plastic box with a gold painted rose rising from the middle. The box once held perfumed dusting powder; now it holds buttons. Most of them were cut from clothes she discarded. Except for a couple of buttons, none of them are fancy, just functional. In my jewelry box are seven beautiful gold buttons, shaped liked laurel wreaths, studded with tiny crystals surrounding a white pearl. Two of the buttons have been made into earrings. The buttons were brought for my dress for a friend’s wedding. When the dress became too small, I cut the buttons off and gave the dress to a thrift store. The buttons were not serving a functional purpose, purely decorative. I next used the button on a two piece dress for my sister’s wedding. The dress was made of crepe-backed satin and the buttons snagged the dress throughout the day. After the wedding I cut the buttons off and threw the dress away. Seeing the buttons make me think of those weddings.
Tomorrow I will stop at the store and buy black buttons for my top. Black buttons with no memories attached.
I just finished making a black linen pencil skirt to match the top. My husband asked me was I making an ensemble. I laughed because I didn’t know he even knew the word. I guess his vocabulary has changed in the 26 years we been together.
I am taking a break while deciding what my next project will be. There’s copper colored linen I want to cut, but I don’t have zippers or buttons to match, so I don’t want to start it. I have beige linen embroidered with black, brown and grey circles that’s calling me. I have lining and a zipper for that, so maybe a dress is next.
Let me get a cup of coffee and think about the possibilities.