Showing posts with label buttons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label buttons. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Button, button....


Who's got the button? I do. Lots and lots of them. My mom's buttons, my own, my friends mom's, buttons from garage sales, flea markets, etc. Bobbi reminded me the other day that we had made button necklaces a year or two ago. I dug out my green one and wore it on Monday and it looked so cute, I thought I'd make a couple more. They are very casual so fit with my everyday look, good over a t shirt, or sweater. Here are the latest, a purple and green with touches of yellow(it looks much more purple than showing in pic), and a second one of blues, turquoise, and orange. The green one showing is the first one I did.

I've developed my own way for attaching them to the ribbons which tie around the back of my neck. Since I string them on a fine wire, all I have to do it wrap the wire around the ribbon a couple times, and string it back through a couple buttons, then put a dab of crystal laquer on the end after cutting it as short as possible. No findings are needed, it's quick and easy. And looks good as well.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Button Necklace


Years ago I bought a necklace made of buttons strung together and finished off with macrame and clasp. I've worn it many times and people always are asking me about it. I loaned it to Bobbi, as she intends to make one of her own. Today I opened the cabinet with my button jars and decided to do one myself. I used small glass beads between the buttons to separate them. I didn't feel like doing macrame, and I wanted it to be as light weight as possible, so just tied it onto a ribbon. Here it is.

This is an old button box I bought at a yard sale for $1 a few years back. Marilyn called after going there and said I might want to check it out. This was the only thing I bought. It came from the home of a hoarder who had passed away leaving a house full of "stuff". Her grown family was trying to get rid of everything! It was kind of weird to be surrounded by so much stuff. Kind of a wake up call - this is before the Hoarder programs came on TV. I knew I'd use a lot of the buttons and thought I'd alter the box some time, but it has a certain old charm so it's safe for the moment.