I've started a new sewing project (using a modern pattern to make something that, to me, is NOT modern) but I didn't process that all those buttons would have to be made by hand.
As this is a stash-buster situation, so I can only work with the fabric that I have at hand, which means I'm using a wool I've had in my collection for about 5 years. It was for my first 1890s walking suit and I thought it would work great as the top is waistcoat-adjacent. What I did not read on the pattern sheet was 'Use thin fabric as it will have to fit covered buttons'.
So I've gone into town just to buy these button blanks, it was raining at the level where you're getting annoyingly wet but not enough to warrant an umbrella, meaning I was not in the right state of mind to then tackle these buttons. But I persevere. A single packet of 5 took me 50 minutes and it saddens me to tell you this. They are so fiddly and the fabric is just a fraction too thick to add the neat little button back which means they are an absolute mess.
The project is at a standstill until I get these damn buttons done. I've spent the afternoon tidying the flat in an attempt to avoid them but my mannequin (named Agnes) stands in my room mocking me. If I don't tackle these tonight then I'll attempt to start A Sign Of Four for the next Sherlock review.
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| I will be seeing buttons in my nightmares |
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