My friend, Wendy, recently closed out her storage unit. Which meant everything had to fit into her new apartment. Her grandmother was quite the crafter and since Wendy didn't have the room or the desire to keep these goodies, she passed them on to me. Nothing like a big box full of vintage buttons and some sharp German-made scissors to put a smile on this pack-rat's face. I didn't really need six new pairs (or is it pair?) of scissors, but I just couldn't say no. They say admitting that you have a problem is the first step, right?
The buttons have already come in handy. I was the chief costumer for the 4th - 7th grade school play this spring (A.K.A. last week.) Unfortunately, the hat the Witch's mother ordered was too small. No problem, I opened up the seam to give her an extra inch of head space and then covered the opening with a cockade. The green button in the center matched the trim and the Witch's dress perfectly. (The only problem was my son yelling out, "Mama, the Gingerbread Witch stole your hat!" as she rode her broom onto the stage at the beginning of scene two. At least the folks sitting near us found it amusing.)