Buttons Are A Girl's Best Friend

A girl's gotta have friends. They don't all have to be walking-talking-let's-go-have-a-latte friends. Some of my best friends are buttons.

They are colorful, full of personality (each and every simple or unusual one), and make my heart go rat-a-tat-tat, and skip a beat.

There are bead stores, full of bins and boxes of beads. People sit down and make themselves a piece of jewelry with these assorted beads. Why aren't there button stores like this? (And if you know of any, please let me know!)

I would surely enjoy walking into a store, and being met with nothing whatsoever but buttons. Every conceivable size, color and shape of buttons.

Wouldn't it be nice to take in a picture frame, or item of clothing, or whatever you want to embellish with buttons, and walk around and pick out a few. Sit down, pick up a needle and thread (or glue), and to to Button Town! Join Button Clubs and get discounts. Senior Button Days. All manner of button fun! Look around you and be gifted with the sight of nothing but buttons. Row upon magnificent row.

I look for buttons everywhere I go: estate sales, department stores, garage sales and thrift stores. I spy a button, and my head fills with all the lovely things I could possibly do with that set of buttons. They are eye candy for the soul. Maybe I won't do anything with them at all. Just store them in the button jar and stare at them.

I don't care for precious jewels. I only rarely wear jewelry. Gets in the way of my gardening. Frustrates me with the dangling and all. But I love rocks (of the outdoor variety), and I love buttons. Give me a sack of buttons or rocks on my anniversary or birthday. Save the expensive diamonds for someone else.

I gather rocks for my garden. And buttons for my jars. Both have sentimental value only I can explain. Or perhaps you too are a button lover, and if you're here reading this, you likely are! And you understand precisely what I mean. So if you do, spread out your buttons when you're feeling blue. Watch them twinkle like gold in the lamp light. Behold the various shapes and colors.
I bet before you know it, your heart will be lifted, just a bit. And there is a smile worthy of a pretty button on your face.


There are button stores! Tender Buttons in New York (http://newyork.citysearch.com/profile/7149908); The Button Store in LA (http://www.yelp.com/biz/the-button-store-los-angeles-2);As Cute as a Button online (http://www.ascuteasabutton.com/).

Anonymous said…
Wow, I loved your post and now reading the comments; I had no idea there were button stores. Of course nothing near me except for Chicago and that still is a ways.
Charlotte said…
More lovely buttons. Makes me want to get my buttons out and visit with them awhile. I think they probably feel neglected.
Nola said…
Brenda, you are know by your buttons! I recognized your big button jar from photos on your blog. (I found this site from the icon on your site, too) I loved your post; I can see you in a Button Store, going into "button overload"!