Yesterday I found myself unable to resist the gravitational pull of the fabric store and ended up purchasing this.
When am I going to learn to walk six or seven blocks out of my way in the pouring rain so as not to go anywhere near purchasable fabric? Must work on that. I am also not sure when I became such an anglophile. I lived in London for what, a summer? Although I have been obsessed with the phone booths since I was a small child. I just don’t see why ordinary things can’t also be aesthetically pleasing. Life would be so much more fun if people put the kind of design into things that they used to (ok grandma moment) but lets take a moment and talk about cash registers.
Look how pretty! How much fun would it be to work with one of these? But I am wandering off the point. I want to make this dress with a back cut out that will close with two buttons and the top. So clearly I need to stay on theme, thus begins my perilous and unending search for union jack buttons that I can afford. Etsy turned up these from seller titchables
These are so awesome, but not affordable if you are me and make as close as one can get to no money without actually being a houseplant.
Ebay had these tidbits of gloriousness, but once you add shipping from Great Britain, again too many monies. Perhaps I shall retreat to that old standby of the cash strapped and try to make some myself. Maybe get white buttons and paint them? Do something tricksy with ribbons? Give up altogether because if I don’t I will not wear this dress until the next ice age and it will not be weather appropriate? So much to ponder.