1/17/2016

January CQJP and coveted buttons

I have finished the "crème d la crème" part of the block and it is ready for the gold
work bird which I am anxious to start.  Please notice the delightful little pearl square buttons lower left.  They were on a jacket belonging to my friend, Marilyn Lipmann.  For about  3 years every time she wore that jacket I followed her around with my scissors.  She finally tired of either the jacket or me (or both) and let me have the buttons.  There were several dozen and I adore them.
 
I left the basting lines in the photo.  The outer red is the size of the block and the inner  one is where I stop beading.

6 comments:

Marilyn said...

Too funny. I picture you hiding behind the potted plants with your scissors in hand. I love the block and I'm anxious to see which bird you put on it. I also love that you use so much lace on your blocks. I love the look, just haven't had the right project to try using more....its on my someday list though

crafty cat corner said...

I love this one pearls and lace are two of the things I love most.

Margaret said...

I love buttons. My mother's father (who would be, of course, my grandfather -- whom I never knew because he died when my mother was a girl) sold buttons and threads for Canadian Celanese. I sewed 6 of his buttons onto the lace sleeves of my wedding gown (3 per sleeve) and have sewn some from time to time on baby sweaters over the years. I have a few left. If you PM me I would happily share a few with you. :-)

margaret said...

a beautiful block ans the buttons are a treasure for sure.

Suzie in Idaho said...

That's hysterical! Love the thought of you 'lying in wait' scissors in hand...your friend maybe a bit jumpy. Funny. Love your work, this is my favorite kind of....um...'flavor'. All creamy and lacy, and oh those lovely bits of pearl. Sweet!!
Suzie in Idaho

Magpie's Mumblings said...

I once made a comment to a friend in a ladies dress shop that I might just whip out my scissors and chop off a part of a particularly desirable piece of clothing. Then I wondered why the saleslady followed me everywhere I went! She must have thought I meant it.

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