Aron and I were spurred to do some purging and cleaning this weekend–in part due to the need to find space to put away our Christmas decorations (bummer) and in part due to the arctic blasts that thwarted our efforts to spend the day outside (also bummer).
We came across a few different stashes of buttons I’ve been holding onto for years. At one point I even started labeling the button envelopes so I could remember what article of clothing they fit; but the majority are mystery buttons, most likely belonging to shirts long gone.
I don’t think I have ever actually repaired (or needed to repair) a button.
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