Sunday, June 11, 2017
My favorite things 24
If you have to buy a souvenir from some exotic place, but don't want to add much to your luggage weight or volume, you might look at buttons.
I bought these in 1971 in Copenhagen with my mother. I don't remember whether it was a fabric store or some other place, but I do remember that we spent some time going through a lot of choices before settling on these iridescent fuchsia numbers, apparently made out of some kind of shell. They're so reflective that I couldn't get a photo to show them all the same color, which they are in life.
Then in 1994 I went to Prague with my sister, and this time we found ourselves in a pottery/shop that had a big display of ceramic buttons. We couldn't restrain ourselves, and each bought several sets of buttons in different sizes, shapes and colors. When I got home I carefully affixed them to double-sided tape, mounted them on a piece of cardboard and stored them in a plastic bag.
Or is it better just to HAVE them, to take them out of their storage places now and then to look at them, feel them, love them?